SEÑORITAS

                   bending under the
                         storm troopers of narcissism, disrespect
          found leaving bogeyman stores
                      because they can't
                           find food there with their
              tongues on fire
                               reaching for rains
                          quench their earth,
                            color them green


Señorita's dancers in combat boots
                           maneuvering tactfully
                              across churches of
                           white, un-white, virgen, un-virgen
                              alabaster statues of
                           the worshipped, across schools of
                                           steel white
                      canons of literature clumisily tripping
        leaning over the backs of chairs
                          falling over to say "skuse me"
                                sending eyes
       señoritas,   kiss the sky
color them gold.

parly clear mornings floating
               about towns
               dreaming rains down on occasion,
               preparing themselves
for sweet gospel on streets
           color them black

Señoritas mostly blood.
                           wine in bottles sinking with messages
      out to sea
always meeting shores
                                    hoping to be
                       found somewhere else, so color them red

they b rainbow