annual
March 23, 2011
may i please step up and down
ometeotl
may i please wrap cloth blood drown
ometeotl
may i please turn fire into breath
ometeotl
there is only mayhem in this plea for death
ometeotl
so i’m washing my cheeks lips and bowels with tears brown
in this ancestral rumble
and i’m flowin heart sign reppin’ loud n proud
cuz loving these ways-
traditions painful to walk
always creatora-bound red road waxing rainbow-
these ways
their ways
now ours always have been loving
and in loving we are most loving ourselves myself.
i’ll sit patiently in rehab like eagles remembering talons
among familia sorta familiar
counting threads to weave for this two-spirit dream of family
before the separation hair. cut. colonization.
before it was deadly to love
you in me
and me in you.
tlatzocamati
