Southwest Chess 

West Indies Injun Prison: 

All turquoise taken over by Cortez; 

Voodoo priest behind, yet, beyond bars, 

Left only with his neurons, scattered like stars. 

Stripped of his clothes, body hieroglyphics,  

Naked uniform, stripes of scars; 

Slipped past the guards: 

Bones on a drum… 

Out of a jar. 

A dimension in the distance… 

Vulture spy…autopsy visions; 

Desert shrub now turned to tundra. 

Petrified wood, frozen down under…