released, still can't understand 
                        pent-up hopes of yesteryear, 
                        as i truly rehabilitated? no sé, 
                        just feel awry y jodido . . . 
                        on parole . . . el paso/juárez 
                        July 10, 1963 noche tardeada


             Juárez Sojourns

another cathouse-

the proverbial catting around,
seeking/nurturing
        soul
        mind
        body-
constant thoughts always,
        sex
        whores
        more liquor...

languishing mental fixations flirtingly farting
through the quagmire of utter sexuality.....

hillbilly sounds
emanating
from garishly lighted juke/chocha box
without dynamic means, no propulsion.....

dirtiness perpetrated
within cold, nefarious Juárez bistros,
nigger madness saxophone played, 
meskin thin mustached, money grubbing, 
gringo-turista woman molesting, money paid . . .

hustling bitch broads chippying
75 cent tumblered urine colored water.

phallic hatred, a last lonely salud

to emasculation,
mentally castrated pigeons
cracked at the seams
running hot clammy fingers 
over the nice looking prostitute's 
wet turgid p(uta)-hole . . .

juárez         Juárez        JUÁREZ

brownfaced li'l greasers begging 
(always begging) 
damn alms, 
appeasing damnation and hunger, 
a gringo's nickel salvation.

seeing her, touching her, having her . . . 
night goes, day comes, day goes, night comes, 
coming in her,
unity one second long, 
separation, oblivion,

soldier boy,
return next payday . . . shit!