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Published: February 2nd 2018
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CANE FIRES BURN
Sunset outside of Chiquimuilla PLANO Y CALIENTE
A febrile landscape spreading out sweating under broiler flame you drop down descending in this chromed and rainbowed Blue Bird once yellow as a canary a parrot drop down gears whining muffler full throated rumbling the distance seen from these mountain hips stretches hazed as sea fog Hiroshima plumes rising there and there and there again the paper leaf of the cane is set to the match to sweeten before it is crushed the liquor hummingbird nectar the dust rises behind tractor wheels dust dust forever dust from trailer wheels spilling over with heaped tangled cane cocoa brown the sun descending through this gauze of smoke light bending the sun's message a blood orange sliced open at its perfect equator a sacrifice crazy crimson flesh now touching treetops sun so perfectly round a Galileo dream and bleeding red the grass the mangos the brahma the huts chickens scrambling now for their roosts crimson cock comb etched against the same colored sky as the wind rises and rattles the palm fronds that are layered over lacquered trees the Blue Bird bucks like a bull dust leaking through the windows then slowing slowing over the
BLUEBIRD RESURRECTED
Local transportation leaving Antiqua river through the pasture scattering cattle crushing piles of a shit Fabian the vaquero opens the white gate lifts the rope looped over the post where is your horse Pajarito ay he's far away far away but he's got to come to work tomorrow Fabian laughes flashing ivory white perfect teeth his belt buckle catching those last red bent rays his skin as dark as a polished walnut his cowboy hat sweat stained but oh so handsome he is standing there denim bowlegged in the dry vast pasture
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