Long hand with a go(l)d ring
power steering a green Cadillac
past the flatlands of Texas
supper cold & flies vulturing
Jack Kennedy half dollar
head of a prodigal son served
on a silver bullet
supper cold & kids pretending
sleep the sign of a lazy
man versus man’s desire
I have cut too many deals
flown toward the mother moon
knowing exactly where I’ll land
tomorrow
breakfast warm & kids cheering
signing the cross at every turn
green Cadillac entering the mouth
of a carwash to suck up dirt
like an open mouth buried in desert
I have lived this day before
Jesus saved me
when I died
my instruction begins
strut into rooms with megawatt smile
await the knowing glance
I am ready for everything
to win above all w/ lucky coin:
Kennedy’s head in my pocket.
Alex Z. Salinas is the author of four volumes of poetry, a collection of stories and a novel, The Dream Life of Larry Rios. He lives in San Antonio, Texas. Alex can also be found in petrichor eighteen, twenty-one, twenty-three, and twenty-seven.
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