Blood Fire Sun
The sun bled light into
the river
blinding the smiling
fish. The
sunlight felt like hot
nails. The
blood light fell like
fire drops
as the smiling fish
turned to ash.
The sun spilt its love
in bloody
fire. All that swam
cooked or
boiled. Herons kept
their distance
in the trees along with
falcons who
knew better to rise in
this heat.
Faraway Lands
While others dream,
I pace anxiously
desperate for a wink
or two of sleep.
How badly do
I want to escape
to faraway lands that
do not exist.
I open a
book and turn every page
hoping to nod off for
a few hours.
Insomnia
keeps a tight grip of
my senses and I stay
awake all day.
Here on a real
seaside, the ships sail
to faraway lands, as
real
as my tired eyes.
I Don't Know Why
Too many days
I played the fool.
It was so nice
to play that part.
I wore a hat
of newspaper
four days a week.
To be truthful
I don’t know why.
Born in Mexico, Luis Cuauhtémoc Berriozábal, lives in California and works in Los Angeles. He is the author of Raw Materials (Pygmy Forest Press), Before and After Midnight (Deadbeat Press), The Book of Absurd Dreams (New Polish Beat), Peering into the Sun (Poet’s Democracy), Songs for Oblivion (Alternating Current Press/Propaganda Press), and Everything is Permitted (Ten Pages Press, ebook). Kendra Steiner Editions has published 8 chapbooks, including Make the Light Mine, Garden of Rocks, and Overcome. His latest poetry book, Make the Water Laugh, was published in 2021 by Rogue Wolf Press. His poems in English and Spanish have appeared online and in print.
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