Illegal #6

Otto Ambros, a Director of I.G. Farben, the company

that had a major role in producing the extermination gas used at Auschwitz received an 8 year sentence, commuted to a 3 years.

“Whip the eyes, but not in public. 

Take them to one of those migra jails

and beat the corn

out of their eyes,

we're making chimichangas

for dinner.”

The dream continued

I saw quills and parchments

turn their backs, like people,

on what was happening

in Arizona.  The dream shifted,

there were three men on a rock. 

Giant waves crashed against it,

the moon was present, Angels

in America were present.

Their fingers dug through the mouths

of three men rubbing their chins

against each other's abdominals. 

The Taino man got up and walked

toward the water, the Mulato followed

while the Mestizo  wriggled in the sand.

The dream went on, I saw Rita Moreno,

Dolores del Rio, and Chita Rivera

at the Iowa Review Awards. 

They were onstage with the three men,

and writers all across the country turned

to comfort ...

I woke up

at the beach reciting a poem

written as my celebration

of Miguel Hernandez's centenary.

Or, was I reading in the dream?

They Murmur

monster…    that’s what they think

they say i proselytize spinning

on the head of a needle

and are assured my erection intensifies

the color of my fur

they say i meddle around holes

and fistfuck them with urban dictionaries

i’d like to feel

something from them

perhaps that thing called

human warmth