poem || Jeff Harrison

Nezahualcoyotl
 
Nezahualcoyotl
and the mule
advanced

mountains

where they
lost savory grief

accidentally,
both their
throats were
among mules

several little speakings
amidst the brays

part time /

blades coat their throats in throat coincidence

/ yet another
fairly remarkable part of
what's under the fifth sun
of the Five Sun Mythos

and they scarcely characters!