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Monday, April 30, 2012

hey, cowboy, let me see your face




hey, cowboy, let me see your face
the scar where pain still lingers from a broken-necked beer bottle brawl
the teeth gone bad and yellowed like old paper
from the chew you cannot swallow
the whiskers like a patch of stiff,
dew frozen weed from too many early mornings
the ravenous etching of an ugly time drip down below your eyes

your eyes, hey cowboy, let me see your eyes
or are they set too deeply ‘neath the harrowing ridge
of your high wrinkled dusty forehead?
let me look into your eyes
and see the passage of dim whiskey settle down to aching joints
or the light that drained through your thick thighs
into the heavy, hairy well of a sweaty, wet-back chicano whore

you’re old, cowboy, old and dying near the grave
your broken fingernailed and cold split hands have dug
you’re old and what you were you never were
and what you never will be
you soon will never have the chance to be again

you’re old, cowboy, you’re old and you won’t open up your eyes
to let this imitation of an imitation
booted and jeaned young fool of a bastard
look back
and feel his father’s flesh
or hear his mother’s cry






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I am from West Virginia. Born in New Martinsville to a minister's family. Traveled around West Virginia and Southern Ohio growing up. The only stability I got was from my mother's side of the family in Boone County. My Great Grandfather on my father's side was preaching in Madison during the Mine Wars. He ran for the state legislature on a pro-union ticket and won only to have the coal companies tie the results up in court so he ended serving only one day out of this term. My Grandfather on my mother's side stood with the miner's at Blair Mountain and died of Black Lung when I was still in my teens. I was raised a Conservative Christian...not a Fundamentalist. Strict separation of church and state based on the understanding that what makes for a good politician is pretty much the opposite of what makes a good Christian. I'm politically radical in that I believe in one man/one vote and the only way to have political equality is to have economic equality. I'm an atheist because once I accepted the fact of my own mortality I found no need for belief in God.