rut

bus ted ,neg ck an

tow el fis ter w hap

yr outer r ange yr r

ug tawist  .bring bang

,a corcorvado jibbering

ín the basement where

yr thighs are stored

.radish ,cloud ,ball

point pen  .yr beis

ball cap fulla wire an

)))something dangly in yr

sh orts

the piled high the  )ouch(

beh

what wron ran the

outer g crusty c

laxon cuddles in

yr armpit  .a wave

it was ,or w

asn’t that analphbet

dissolving in the tub

your cheese spray war

ming on the windowsill

 

seed

pulldown ,eptmate con

haptimate ,afta shi

mming poured the

bindom s pandexed

shapeless anna s

peed mon key  .w’ere

I plopped the sack

down rubber ,pl

eased as rivers of

turds  .I bore cow

hops ,napkinned ,f

lagger shot a corn

bomb sw allowed

like yr green burr

ito ,rescued from

the lake

...pulga, comino...

- Nicanor Parra

  

horse

nuage de merdre ,pouting

.fake negations fill my

shoes I step a head on

,ape a ,comb spladtter

,show er f ,lame the g

assoline yr sky con

geals  .c  .foam head

p lunder ,abpt to ,scam

per tow ,and t ,he m

,attress s tinking by

the dumbpster  .o rise

o paw the air !

I, The Stallion!

- “Swarthy” Turk Sellers