78 E
(Mexico notebook transcription)
By the 16th
of September Street white
where the awnings all are,
chutes, legs, cableknit
one
bisquet con jamon y queso
please.
Unfurl ye where
a group of tables are
being put together
One block over
de Mayo st., whapped w/
mintwater on your neck
and shoulders, huh,
the firmament knotted
with ribbons, & los oyos
of St. Jude.
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Rescue
in the metro
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Between us: 3 little handmaidens
one pouch of sweetrolls
this picture
I was not in
of cakes.
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The lanterns are like traps
to us, we ate on into the night:
cruchy rice, cold spring
rolls hecho en Mexico
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The mouth of a snake
a deer
a frog
a dog
Full Leopard Suit
A face on the husk
Faces that are stacked on
the stone of the sun
The masculinity
of the mural standing
on a Watermelon
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watched, she
of All people
twirling the water
in steady shifts, the polka the waltz the wind-up. He looks
at nothing about
her maybe what
she's doing.
No. He thinks
through some-
thing he doesn't quite see
About himself projected
out. Then he pushes back on what
will happen to him,
cuts it out of time, remote, reeling,
very old. Centuries can
and do pass. Yeah and
People, people people.
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The red of the walls, real red.
245 steps, pyramid of the moon
this way.
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Will buy a book on Mexico City Murals.
Will ask everyone why they have not gone to Mexico City:
Tis absurd
to not
go
Will ask why there are no longer lists of names on the driveway.
Writes white names in the aloe.
Why travelers wear scarves.
Names of streets that rhyme, pre-
Will ask back for water that is cold in bottle. The light that swiftly follows up.
Will call them finches on the street. Holy, Holy.
As a cloud.
The red and blue weather."We are between mountains. There is nowhere for it to go."
20 grey finches.
Their blue and red fingers.
The traincheck, the giant tire. No sound
that is not faultering, plugged, found.
A family scooting together, red and blue lights tilting the floor.
No sound that is not a white ridge being lifted out of the river, out canal, the grey chair of morning coming up to me and back.
Will be on the bridge all morning and lift.
A man wears a jaguar
A man wear a leopard
His twenty feathers cross and uncross.
Flies. O.
Will pay you back in hands of corn, lime juice, papaya.
Will cut everything thru the center, thru the mural up the stairs,
Your face at the other end of what you are saying, 20 faces on,
Imperial, knotted, a tooth in your shoe.
Misses Things
thru the train
selling burned cds,
chicklets,
chicklets,
peices of chalk, razors,
singing back to front, batteries,
occurs to us
the subway ends then
the train then
the canal is wide enough
to turn around we do
a U
"Tomorrow at this time,"
Will grow herbs along a rotton fence
wire me a calendar along a long blue table.
Set out /
clear dishes.
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