Aztec Angel
Luis Omar Salinas

I am an Aztec Angel

criminal
of a scholary
society
I do favors
for whimsical
magicians
Where I pawn
my heart
for truth
and find
my way
through obscure
streets
of soft spoken
Harakiris

I am the Aztec angel

fraternal partner
of an orthodox
society
where pachuco children
hurl stones
through poetry rooms
and end up in a cop car
their bones itching
and their hearts
busted from malnutrition

I am an Aztec angel

who frequents bars
spends evenings
with literary cycles
and socializes
with spiks
niggers and wops
and collapses on his way
to funerals.

Drunk

lonely
bespectacled
the sky
opens my vein
like rain
clouds go berserk
around me
my Mexican ancestors
chew my fingernails

I am an Aztec angel

offspring
of a woman
who is beautiful.

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