"The Devil's Dance"

"Los Diablos Bailan"
 
Beating grass for snakes.
Cobras of passion slide in dark holes.
Heavy moist heat of future deaths fill my lungs.
Barbaric splendor, ocher painted skulls dance in tree limbs.
 
Dance Mother FUCKER! Dance! Scream Hamadryad Baboons.
Sweat pours off my frame, beating grass to shaman rhythms.  
Slake my thirst in peyote’s fire, Lightning bolts run down my veins.
Hoooo Yaaaaahhhh I am dancing, around a bloody tree of fate.
 
Mayan faces, Laotian smiles, Bantu eyes, Norse Hands, reach for my corpuscles.
I am riding  La Espina de Diablos. Barbed wire in my head.
Slapping my feet on frozen clay river beds, smoking dinosaur bones of thought.
I hear snakes chasing my soul down dark holes.
 
Weeping bloody tears I dance under a tree of skulls.
Looking for absolution  in dead empires.
I am an executioner, I have killed my heart, on Quetzalcoytls granite altar  
Giving my meat, my bones for others to eat.
 
Lady Lovitar Goddess of Ice rimed hell, welcome me…
Take my flayed skin, give it to Hindu priest to make a scroll.
I want to ride Water Dragons to Hopi heaven.
Let her memory go.
 
- El Final -
 
(c)-DS Baker