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
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