Chamaco’s Love-Life

Chamaco loved a girl

she was out of this world

this is a photo of her

from her Facebook page

Chamaco was volado

when it came to her locks

Her smile

was like other girl’s thighs

her beauty

was more than skin deep

it came out

the other side

Chamaco was loco in the cabeza

for her belleza

Chamaco loved a girl

white as a pearl

Chamaco sobbed into his sleeve

his pet peeve

Chamaco never grew up

that was his screw up---

It was not meant to be

like reality.

Nobody Really Knew Chamaco

Nobody really knew Chamaco

because his head was full of lead

not even Superman

could see how bad

riddle me that

Batman

Robin’s panties

pondered

Wonder Woman’s wonder

visible inside her invisible plane

Iron Man

iron-clad and sad

Cat Woman

was a pussy cat

Chamaco was no hero

when he climbed into the sky

the Man of Steel

kindly stepped aside

Green Lantern
green with envy

the Justice League

so un-American welcomed him

nobody really knew Chamaco

his head was full of lead

not even Superman

could see how bad

Chamaco was 

brown kryptonite

Sombreron

Chamaco’s big hat

fits flat

the barrio floats

behind its moat

Chamaco boots

his Mexican roots

he roamed the fields

upon his heels

he used his gun

against the sun

he claimed the land

without his hand

he used his wit

to spit

he went about his way

returned

Poet Queen

She rises above San Antonio

in front of Chamaco’s face

her roles

cover all the bases

from catholic school girl

to pachuca to madre

an example

to all

her words curl up

on the street

like a homeless dog

her words

exit the bakery

with a viejita

holding the bag

of truth

her words 

are breathless jaguars

in the hills

north of San Antonio

she’s a feathered serpent

storming the Alamo

her words

become palabras in the river

Volando Bajo

Hot eyeball in the middle of a desert road

outside of Indio, California

could it, would it,

was it Chamaco’s

looking for his dad

who was dead

Chamaco rolled

the mountains out

sifted desert sand

poured out the contents of the sun

at his feet

sweet

Chamaco knew the outcome

his fur rolled into Palm Springs Airport

bounced off the runway becoming a jet

his manhood folded up like landing gear

Chamaco The Savior

Chamaco being the ego's alter ego
got rid of the id

the separation started
when Chamaco farted

the world raised a stink
even the kitchen sink

God himself put in
his two cents worth called it sin

Adam and Eve felt free
off came the fig leaf and the tree

Blame Chamaco if you will
for curing of the world's ill

El Rio De La Verdad

The brown river is a whore

running through downtown San Antonio

washing away

the sins of respectable people

the banker

who fleeces everyone

the doctor

who cheats on his wife with Candy Stripers

the vicious D.A.

who always looks the other way for the powerful

the rich man

who still practices slavery

the young wife who’s spun 

out of control on our favorite drugs

her husband

fishing on the river

down by the Spanish missions

God abandoned long ago.

Cafe Chamaco

At Cafe Chamaco

hot chocalate is served

along with empanadas

filled with chicana poets

of years gone by

and years to come

you won’t mind their hair

in the empanadas

he’ll sell you 

half eaten ones

and you’ll be proud

to have them

the pumpkin ones

are carriage-shaped

Chamaco prepares them

with unwashed hands

it gives them

that extra taste

of down-home cooking

the barrio bonus

the hot chocalate

made out of instant packets

but hey

in a perfect world

this would be

Aztlan

Chamaco The Tree

Chamaco was a tree for a thousand years

before he died

he fathered millions and millions

of leaves

his branches had their own

peculiarities

he exchanged tons of air

with the sky

memorized

the fleeting clouds

followed the sun

absorbed the dark moonlight

which surged

through his wayward twigs

all that he heard and saw

would be made into a library

this paper you hold in your hand

is all that’s left of Chamaco

Chamaco The Dino

Chamaco was complex

like a T-Rex

he only sought meat

(which I thought was neat)

he relished madonnas

and non-madonnas

he did not spit out bones

or other zones

he did not give his prey

a say

Chamaco was complex

except during sex

he roamed his domain

to inflict pain

he saw the meteor coming 

and humming

he was bright

when he saw the light