Tarántula
Saying hello to unpublished Maria
you taste like candy TUS HUESOS vibran yowee & i’m here because i’m starving & swallowing your tricks into my stomach ERES COMO magia like the greasy hotel owner & it’s not your father i’m hungry for! but i will bring a box for him to play with, i am not a cannibal! dig yourself! i am not a sky diver/ i carry no sticks of dynamite… you say NO SERE TU novia & i am not a pilgrim neither TU CAMPESINA & you dont see ME crying over that i cant be sad & wonderful & yippee TU FORMA EXTRAÑA your horseness amazes me/ i will stand — oh honorable — on the window of your countess even tho i am not a window shade & bang SOLO SOY UN GUITARRISTA all i do is drink & eat. all i have is yours
i’m telling you, the next time you
threaten to commit suicide in front
of me, i’m just gonna haul off an blow
your brains out y’hear! y’read me?
i’m so sick of having you bring me
down that i’d just as soon tie you
up & ship you off to red china,
another thing! you better take
good care of my mother, if i
hear that youre taking out your
misery on her, i’m coming to see
what i can do about things once &
for all… why dont you learn to
dance instead of looking for new
friends? dont you know that all the friends have been taken
yours,
Hector Schmector