I have been waiting by the window
For thirty years
Waiting for that mythical elixir
Extracted from the Jabberwocky.
My face is a mask
Of shifting ink blots
A window and a wall
Break down the door!
They lie
I listen
They scream
I hold the night.
Pinche mocoso
Bueno para nada
Lárgate
Nadie de quiere.
Ew
I’m not that
Desperate.
Fucking sellout
You’re not a real
Mexican.
Jerk
I fucking
Hate you.
Motherfucker
Aint nobody
Give a shit
About you.
I am tired
Of waiting
I am tired
Of eating the night.
Excuse me as I evaporate
Into the ancient myst
Pulsing
With unbreakable light.
FLAVIO HUITRON 