Chicano Poet

Thursday, August 09, 2012

Huntington Park

My girlfriend’s eyes
are rented spiders.

Her vagina
hums my dirty name.

were once her little girl.

I being her boyfriend
am but an axe.

The car thinks
and chews mojados.

In the barrio
anything is possible.

Two teenage girls
tower above their own nalgitas.

They are
pierced comadres from hell.

The Mexican radio station
will not suffer.

After a day at the park
I tell my girlfriend and her daughter,

the trees
naturally approve of murder and rape.

The transit bus
just now took a shit in the street,

and the beach
is too far away for lips.


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