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…