Morning

This morning's soft breeze
leaves arched
reaching seductively toward our window

and this music
as it coils round my
arms and my neck
slowing, quieting my pulse

There are these moments
of intense lethargy
when those leaves outside suspend in mid air
dancing in this music
and I just lay here
frozen inside you.

En el patio

1. Los arboles ya en la plenitud de su verdor
se susurran y se gozan en esta tarde lenta.

2. Cada arbol es una Torre de Babel
también una Sodoma y Gomorra:
miles de lenguas
miles de perversiones
expuestos y dejados al viento

Josie

One day my dad found out that the cleaning lady would iron his shirts too.

Something like 1915

Sonrío
Sonámbulo
Sol
Susurro

Pétalo
Pitufo
Pretty
Pensando

Drew
Dibujé
Darling
Dramático

Sentido
Primordial
Deseperación
Something

I woke up and all the hangers in my closet
had been turned around
and all my clothes were facing the other way.

Remembering Home

At Starbucks in Corpus
everything is a little off
the people are a little more basic
more plain
more ugly than I'm used to.

A woman comes in haggardly
on the day after Christmas
men talk about Knocked Up
then the Baptist Church.

The people are a little whiter than I remembered
and they look trapped in a constant state of 10 years ago.

Its so windy outside
and I have to take my brother to the airport
so he can visit the girlfriend that none of us particularly like.

Mom wants me to help her at work
But I haven't even showered this morning.