Thursday, June 5, 2008


tejano music spilling out of a busted up am
killing time desert style
cracked lips
cotton mouth
bloodshot eyes bleeding hate and mistrust
cold cerveza sits sweating in the sun
others waiting patient in a red igloo
oil stained and beat to hell
pickup bed is loaded with talismans and psalms
knotted rope, rusted gears, rotting hay and a coyote carcass
a brindled pit bull with a missing ear rolls in the dirt
a child of three
half naked and filthy
straddles the dog and hops on it's belly
all eyes follow the car and our white faces in it
we are not welcome here now
there is no reason we should be


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