Chicano Poet

Monday, December 12, 2011

Welcome To The Jungle

That night you wanted me desperately
and I had to tell you no I can’t

this with a stone spear pointed at our bellies
the natives restless and blood-thirsty

lions roaming and counting their pennies
out there in the bush

the coppery sound can turn your stomach
zebras hide under the bed

hyenas laugh into their hands
they alone know how it’s going down

you pull your panties back on and say
it’s a jungle out there.


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