Best Quetzalcoatl Poems

stones in the heavens which do not migrate
 but crumble down to the earth.  

cortez crumbling...crumbling futher down.

 playing dice on the street corner with all 
the other half shaded stone icons.

 mother mary in the summer heat 
melts in a red dress of...

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scaling the tower
cold-blooded and crammed
in a silver bullet shot
through the night sky

we stopped short of the door
intertwining with passion
slowly sliding in

molting our outer layers
the bird lay clutched with claws
she screams the serpent's name
in passionate praise of a naked god

for a time, feathers fly
bodies roaring like...

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