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Latino

The cute, lisping leather jacket
births from the door like
God's only child

and coos on the phone to
God
         knows whom.

He is the messiah
the one we've been waiting for.
Beautiful browned skin isn't
what the good were expecting

But,
     it is He who takes my
breath (with a veiled sashay)
           He who makes the

waters ebb and sway
the flowers grow old and
our earth shake
(as fine bone china
plates fall end over end
and break)

The cute lisping Latino boy.

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