ON: Patriotism

As an American 

How can I not feel empathy

For every Japanese i see

Knowing I know the history

Hiroshima & Nagasaki & Perry

Spreading open a dragons legs 

Taking the sovereignty of 

A child of god 

Ejaculating its influence within

Interiors, its walls

As an American

When i see Nipponese 

i can only lower my head

In shame i bow

As a citizen doing

What presidents should 



Alone in his room he sat
Just a boy on his computer
To his upper left, a chair
Lay-Z-Boy recliner
To be exact, this chair
With a mind of its own
Spun 40 degrees stopping
Only to face the boy
As if some invisible man
Was sitting there, watching
Luckily the boy was balanced
Friend to both sides
the Dark and the Light

Celino Villanueva Jaramillo

Number 121
The new record to beat
Didn’t even die naturally
Pierced his lung and
Killed himself
Fatal result of
The fall of man
Just an irregular worker dude
No wife, no kids
Outliving all his relatives
Chained to a bed but
Indigenous to the end
i like that

Hey Guh, Can i Publish On Yo PC?

Unable to find an individual with a computer
Our protagonist journies to the local libaries
However his technology was too advanced
For Auburn Avenues operating machines
Once again He would need a flash drive

Flash drive purchased
Our protagonist once again returns to Auburn Avenue
To publish his 5th gospel
This time however he was plagued with
Faulty internet
Running out of time and unable to even
Move beyond the search page
Protagonist appeals to the front desk clerk
Apparently the wifi had been slow since Sunday
“Due to the construction,” he says
Unable to advance online and
Unable to acquire more time
Protagonist was forced to resort
To other means
Perhaps…an unlikely alliance
Between strangers