All the heavy action was underwater

The stretch of sky
                              eternal enough
w/compression dings
where Manjusri hangs w/St. Augustine

Boulevard Insurgentes

in Tijuana where for a few pesos
                the dark night of the soul
                              can be all yours

Bienvenidos
you sons-of-bitches

walking across in prison-issue
                huaraches that never quite touch
the ground