by Alejandro Escudé
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| Cyprien @MonsieurDream |
I draw
a cartoon of a god.
The god encircled
by wolves.
The wolves
with the faces of politicians.
I am a politician
sitting at my desk.
I hold my gonads
tight under it,
here comes the myrrh,
here comes
the frankincense.
Where to draw the line?
I keep it simple
and I fry. I make
it complicated
and I am incarcerated.
Where to draw the line?
I said what I said.
I’d say it atop
the Eiffel Tower, too.
I’d scream it
from within
the Bridge of Sighs.
Orphan.
Poor.
Alone.
God-crazy.
Where to draw,
what to draw,
how to draw it
fairly, plainly, lovingly.
The blood in my body
was not ink.
Alejandro Escudé published his first full-length collection of poems, My Earthbound Eye, in September 2013. He holds a master’s degree in creative writing from UC Davis and teaches high school English. Originally from Argentina, Alejandro lives in Los Angeles with his wife and two children.
