Posts Tagged ‘Sergio A. Ortiz’

Think of me as Dionysus,
home resting, with a fetus in my leg,
as lasting less than a candle or a rock.

This road we travel is a gust,
a shake, an unexpected vibration
on earth’s surface — it does not fancy us here.


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I’ve spoken to my hands before,
whenever I’ve had visions

of Hitler with a hose up his rectum
in hell. My laugh reaches new limits.

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