(no subject)
I am Edna
Sleeping between pages of Emerson
dreaming of dead grass
and Love
as the end of a cigarette:
drifting gray ash.
I am the bastard child of Stroessner and Bastos
sharing a cigarette with Walt Whitman
stroking his beard
stepping on his grass
And Kurupi's cock guazu sneaking in my window
whispering shemembu
I fall asleep knowing that I am one four-thousandth an American.
I am fucked by circumstance.
Sleeping between pages of Emerson
dreaming of dead grass
and Love
as the end of a cigarette:
drifting gray ash.
I am the bastard child of Stroessner and Bastos
sharing a cigarette with Walt Whitman
stroking his beard
stepping on his grass
And Kurupi's cock guazu sneaking in my window
whispering shemembu
I fall asleep knowing that I am one four-thousandth an American.
I am fucked by circumstance.