You have mail
Fed-ex white envelope
wrapped to perfection
deft, blunt... minor struck
The joke escalates
A new sprouting envelope
brighter from within
sealed to perfection
...wished that was the end
...but wait! I teared apart
in rapture
another surprise
a brown, baby envelope
thick,
shinny,
edgy,
small
I go delicate this time
a gift card
for $25
~Starbucks~
I guess I've lost my star...
Thursday, April 13, 2017
Wednesday, March 22, 2017
03.22.2017
Blank long burial
halfway bed
It's time to get ready
I'm already late
I came to hell
to find you
black black dress
thick clouds of demons
slow dripping steps
sucking on my fingers
making love and fooling
me
Blank long burial
halfway bed
It's time to get ready
I'm already late.
halfway bed
It's time to get ready
I'm already late
I came to hell
to find you
black black dress
thick clouds of demons
slow dripping steps
sucking on my fingers
making love and fooling
me
Blank long burial
halfway bed
It's time to get ready
I'm already late.
Wednesday, March 8, 2017
3.8.2017
Al
expirar, el nombre y sus creaciones se esfumaron al instante con el cuerpo sin
fermento.
El alma evaporada de sus hijos invisibles iniciaron irrefutables generaciones y sus nuevos frutos, la dimensión de su efímera importancia intrínsecamente envestida.
La muerte exonerada de su reputación y flagelo restituyo el olvido a su trono inexistente.
QEPD La mística justicia, oculta e imposible.
El alma evaporada de sus hijos invisibles iniciaron irrefutables generaciones y sus nuevos frutos, la dimensión de su efímera importancia intrínsecamente envestida.
La muerte exonerada de su reputación y flagelo restituyo el olvido a su trono inexistente.
QEPD La mística justicia, oculta e imposible.
Monday, February 6, 2017
Friday, January 27, 2017
1.26.2017
Cómo matar
a la bestia?
Con un poderoso laxante
que al abrir la boca inflige
del vital fluido grave pérdida
En los confines de la tierra
Es su mierda sangre derramada
Sin póstuma vertiente de agua
yacen sin vertebras sus carnes
Cual polvo de polvo
su soplo pestilente.
Con un poderoso laxante
que al abrir la boca inflige
del vital fluido grave pérdida
En los confines de la tierra
Es su mierda sangre derramada
Sin póstuma vertiente de agua
yacen sin vertebras sus carnes
Cual polvo de polvo
su soplo pestilente.
Rogelio Olmedo: Minotauro
Thursday, December 29, 2016
Rising
I carried this flower pot
to the coffee room
to water it and to get wet
I saw your brown smile
and something shinning
leaning sideways
hanging out
your chest
and I grew small
so tiny
and jumped into the maze
inside your shirt
running through the weeds
of scented hair
till I got tired
may have slept for a second
and the rain started
and my feet are wet
you spilled the coffee
I drowned my plant
We're soaked
my legs are shaking
I must have run so fast.
to the coffee room
to water it and to get wet
I saw your brown smile
and something shinning
leaning sideways
hanging out
your chest
and I grew small
so tiny
and jumped into the maze
inside your shirt
running through the weeds
of scented hair
till I got tired
may have slept for a second
and the rain started
and my feet are wet
you spilled the coffee
I drowned my plant
We're soaked
my legs are shaking
I must have run so fast.
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