[deleted] where I sing alone and facing the wind,
I can't help but loathe the cruelty that seperates me from
sinners and saints, I hold back the reigns and I cry out in pain,
In eulogy I sing for you.

Standing at my rock ashore abreast the wind, I pray
In song I shriek so loud the sailors plummet even miles away.

I haven't the courage to beg Zeus' mercy, I haven't the time to whittle away
when my song is my sweetest poison and my dread has piled up in the tide today.

[postedit: Llamamiento Final, around the borders of my city of Bridges, El Paso]
sat17may03

Pomegranate & Hibiscus
train passed
fields rich with Pecans & cotton
gates & stone fences
the mullet is a renewed mexican trend

French tamarisk
shares my appetite for
water and salt
(perhaps that's why I'm plump & pink in bloom)

roadside memorials try
to remind our machine operators
that humans, being mortal,
are more valuable than getting to point B
at good speed

this temple says "Llamamiento Final"

[this document serves as a placeholder to present an alternate when the original document has been classified subjective to the tribe alone until its publishing]

--Katrina Kidwell Johnson