Chicano Poet

Tuesday, October 19, 2004

Burning A DVD Of I, Chicano

I’m burning
dvds
and the

smoke alarm
goes off.
Before

I can throw it out,
the darn
fire department

is banging
on my
door

with axes.
The door bell
rings

like tree rings,
and the
age of man

is told
by how
we branched off

from the
nape
of the ape.

Homo erectus
and the
women expect us.

Thank Frost, the dvd has
gigs to go
before I sleep,

the dvd has
gigs to go
before I sleep.

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