calmaté 2

even though
I monitor the news
(I am a working journalist,
after all),
I have failed to notice
until just today,
that there is a worldwide
to get me to calm down:

mi compis, en Arizona
assure me that
wanting to see my papers
has nothing whatever
to do
with being
Jewish in Europe
in the early 1940s;

but I am not assured,
nor will I ever be
of such a progression:
my memory,
and their memories,
will not soon be

take your boot off
of my neck,
lest I be required
to shove it up your ass.

May 2, 2010. Viva la raza!

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