it's 5:00 AM & I'm naked
at the foot of dawn
i'm thirsty,hard,hungry
i smell like that
aroma theraphy junk
all green tea & bud light,
all over her body
all over my body
how did i come to this?
i once smelled like a revolution
now this
i once bathed in her menstrual blood
in dark corners of dark warehouses
look at the city lights,darling
understand,i was never there
do nothing
i understand fully,o angel
i lay on top of you
this is not love or even sex,
this is hardcore
i get holocausts
and ladyboys
a butterfly lands on my cheek
a small bird of prey circles
inches above my frizzy hair
i reach up & pull on
rotted leaves,
from bastard tree
i'm a nation
look me up,
i'm toll free
just be quick,
i can only pretend
our lives matter
for so long,
a mass of ass,
by 3:00 O'clock
we are all but one
you are my religion
here is a 100 dollar bill,
pay it in full,be done
i hope i'm never
proved wrong,
still
if,i'm
i'm already gone.
-Alfred Huete
01 February,2011
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