SOLAMENTE LOS ESPEJOS
600 years in San Diefggh
selling vinyl siding
to cranky, spoiled housewives
in the suburbs
in the tundra,
always yelling, “El olvido!
El olvido!”
with blank
Hamburger Helper eyes
staring into the Abyss.
I throw my surfboard
into the river Styx.
Waves lick my ankles, a
Galápagos island
for each foot.
A part of my Brain
given as a gift to the
Mother I married, taken
out thru the nose. Concentrate
to be mixed with waters
of the sea. Drink
it all up, smoke it
to
the
STUB.
And what remains?
I say,
“Solamente los espejos.”
