heartpumps

i want to offer a heart that can pump tears through your brown eyes
wash over deserts and dissolve salt in your wounds
leave the insides of your desolation sparkling clean
and offer trails of how to follow its path

i want arms so wide that it stretches to the circumference of the horizon
so i can hold you as you clutch your heart attacks
reflect sunrise onto your face and whisper to you:
don't be afraid to fall back on the stars and still land on the moon

i want to cram miles into my trunk and chuck it down the river
watch it absorb into the flow and sink to the earth
and maybe you will suddenly appear
bright eyed and in full patterned cardigan
ready to find cures to heart attacks
battle desolation with our lips
and search for comfort within these arms.

impressions

bold. you called me loud.
you called me strong. fierce.
out. you thought me unstoppable.

i sit in front of table top toppings
of adjectives and adverbs
picking some now and some later
to cover my nouns

i embody moving images
reflecting my need for strength
deflecting my desires for inclusion

you see me tough. hard.
smiles. you hear.
you feel my high energy. obnoxious.

i sit among other broken hearts
and depleted spirits
wearing the same trauma on my face
singing laughter to cover my cracks.

i exist in 3D and in full technicolor
i am now in hi fi
listen in HD
and you will hear moving pictures
of my inconsolable beating heart

Vin Baca

Oye loca! Vin baca...
Won't you come and keep me toasty
On this cool San Francisco night
Hold me close like your wool coat
Nuzzle my neck and pretend it's your scarf

Leave indentations on my pillow
Cocoon yourself in my blankets
But don't forget to reveal yourself with me
When morning breaks

Give me full early kisses
Hot breakfast and warm coffee
Hugs around the waist
And let's feel freedom
to hide in bed's solice
when the day gets too bright.