almost like a thief
the night crept out 
in an afro on platform heels.
los dias de la muerte happens early
with lip-stitch scars, bustiere,sexy kitten cop
and you.

the convict and the donald 
are the quiet ones.

what i love 
is that you kept carrying the purse 
even after you took the dress off,
your painted Flinstone toes
their own little shop of horror.

his bones were fancy
that's for sure -
while little red balls 
dangle from her montera.

a ghostbuster, a hippy and a dancing queen
polish grapes
while i stretch across rock and stone
to count the stars.

all the matadors here are wrestling
Taurus from the sky.