Chaley’s Tío Ysrael sent to President Wilson a piece of chicken liver

three pieces of prized chicken fat

& a poblano chili wrapped in red paper

“This means war” President Wilson sd softly to himself

& for this Ysrael saw

Huitzlipocho & Tezcatlipocho intend to leave

this forsaken Messican desert

& once again native gods left Makesicko .  . .

& Loss [sic] Yropeos enter to take their teuleships . . .

¿what’s the significance of that?

¿& where do they go?

well Xochimilco—a huevo—they run first

to drink deep in ancestral waters

soaking up death / & catching

libations spilled from toppling drinks

& stopping off there down south

when born some few generations

Al Norte

to set asunder Amurka

& newer forms of migratory disasters

& failures of time / place / & name[1]

but first to Xochimilco to replenish his gods & he grew

greatly fatigued / tuvieron sed they sd

so out they set in search of water

& found:

OPERATION: “YNDIAN SHIELD” / by chingador chronoquistador

leaving field

 

wide open for

 

sufficient

 

 

& well satisfied

 

monstrous appetites

 

 

for this mission in Xst

for Xst as my

 

 

 

 

bridge to gold & slave

 

 

women & land

 

 

& by my faith these

 

 

 

 

heathens will learn

 

 

of our truest trust in

 

our lord Chuy Xst

 

 

in all our suns & all

 

everafter &/or before



[1] When Chaley read this he sd aloud mumbled “¿btwn Emyly Dickinson & Juana Ramírez?”