brush the spokes from your hair sweet lady let them penetrate
the ground let go an uncut foot
with yellow flowers
fall like eggs
stillborn on the earth let your vile shell slacken
still herald dead animals
from their shyness sweet nostles nopals
let your red buds boom loudly
like low insects
bloom with droning heat let go through weariness a desert
accumulates metal verbs in loose flesh
permit the tuna to assemble eve’s silence its ghouls
its latin leaven
with spite salt sabres
permit yourself with rent envious with ovaries
you are the prettiest queer around
will you let your throbbing energy penetrate this compacted
soil? will you come and help, nōchtli?
let your pads down on our poor
poor earth
next to my scrabble my soft round hand
ayúdame help me help us
send roots to ping in new hope
rootlet, loosen sensitive tips
explode this hard baked crust
so that the miracle can visit us
the last of me, the last of you that I can see
but there’s this land sea
the far, wide open of genus of polyploidy
you circumvent old school naming
travel far and deep you blush you rear you fruit
then bird and I nibble nurdle nectar from your flesh
you are the prettiest queer around
when my praise song is done let your cold grace shine on
sop up this mess
blood sings in heavy metal desert drone
there’s your pad
fine hair defence out
shift this crack
open
reverb and pulse this land
