The Only Thing I Miss About You Is My Ill Niño CD

THE ONLY THING I MISS ABOUT YOU IS MY ILL NIÑO CD

By S. N. Rodriguez

You appeared out of thin air with all the right words fanned in the palm of your hand.
Is this your card? Lies like cool grapes—Nothing up my sleeve—and I ate them one by one.
Let the juice gloss my lips.

Traced your smoke-stained fingers with my tongue. Te amo. Pulled knotted silks from my mouth.
Deep throat. Followed you into your menagerie a ring around each wrist, then one, then none.
How can I live without you?

I watched you transform into someone else from behind a blindfold. I will make her disappear!
Erased myself. Look at you. Mirror images curved. ¿Y mi vida? 100 decibel shriek.
Watch as I saw her in half!

Bare feet across shattered fantasies. I dodged a slow slice death. Still you tried to summon
me from your hat. Do not make the same mistake, I remember. Stay away. Abracadabra!
Smoke screen. Fuego. Ash. Dust. A slow-burn.