Diaries of a Terrorist

The Terrorist Shaved His Beard After Cecilia Vicuña & Layli Longsoldier The root of terrorism is terror Etymologically derived from The Spanish word tierra // Meaning land Or maybe // The root of terrorism is error Etymologically derived from The Greek // Err // Meaning to be incorrect Or maybe we err about the etymology Maybe we’re wrong // To think terrorism means One who exists incorrectly on this land In Spanish the word terrorism becomes terrorismo Terremoto is a slant rhyme // & An earthquake A shaking of the land You change the suffix The noun can become a verb // Terrorizing For example // Police are terrorizing our people Or the tense can be changed to the past // Terrorized For example // On this land // Our people were Terrorized by police // By ICE Is it writers only // Who obsess over punctuation The question mark // So cute in curiosity Question // Who do we call terrorist & why Transactional Sex with Satan He smoked // Heavily // & Smelled like // The suicide of // One thousand angels Intergalactic ash // Spread // Over his // Bed sheets // & Vintage dildo // Dreams We wrote // Bestial love-letters // & Had an affinity // For gothic cemetery // Cults Mother // Used to ask // For our strangeness // To be locked deep // Inside Alcatraz Bound & bruised // We became the siren & shipwreck // Synonyms for lonely Our sex was // Melancholic terrorism or // Witchcraft in the // Catholic Church He plugged our nose // Our tonsils gaped open // & Dick was shoved into our heart Lampposts mocked fireflies // In their flicker & worry // About seizures in the sky Been d rn uc k & practicing // Telepathy with friends // Everyone had low libido He ejaculated // & Lilacs // Filled the room // Jars of milk & honey // Below stucco In the morning // Awake & bourgeois // We clipped our toenails into crescent moons Everything’s legal // Somewhere Concerning the Necropolitical Landscape Dear Mother // We apologize for these instructions regarding Our belated death // But police keep pestering parents on Where to shake their child’s ashes // Fuck that // Dance & Laugh our ashes into the volcanoes // Volcanoes are Earth’s Pimples // About to burst // Dear Mother // We hope neither of Us dies // But rather // We drift into alzheimers together like Abuela years ago // We can walk out of the house in our Bathrobes // Waving at police cars & thinking they’re taxis Taking father's home // Dear Mother // We haven’t told you but Bombs in Chelsea were so close last Fall // We fell & prayed To Holy // Nuns of The Erectile Dysfunction Committee // But Still // We’ll never understand why // God made something So beautiful as the sun // On the ridge // To be blinding Dear Mother // We’ve been much too slow to say thank you The word twisted on our tongue // We stuttered to say th-thanks & Maybe it’s our accent // Unable to pronounce refrigrator En español // refrigerador // As if our language was a child Who wet the bed from being tickled too much // & If we only Speak one language // Can we call her Joy // Dear Mother We’ve read the credit report // & America fiscally sponsored the Civil War in El Salvador // Where men had genitals cut off Stuffed into their mouths // Their heads decapitated & placed Between their legs // Tio saw all his friends // Students slumped On chain-link fences // After marching outside the university As a child // We never thought how difficult it must’ve been to Pick the heads of daisies with us // By the swimming pool Each petal pulled // We’d recite // He loves us // He loves us not God must // In the most bloated nights // The fullest nights God must’ve known // You’d follow us outside // Heaven’s gates What an oxymoron // There must be a heaven that’s boundless & Unbridled // Where we can seek asylum // Dear Mother // Please Teach us how to hold the sorrow // Without losing our arms A Beautiful Day in the Psychiatric // Garden In memory of Nate Policeman panicked & pulled the trigger // Then poof The blue black boy beneath moonlight disappeared Ignored by politicians // & Police without remorse Again & again // A mountain folds into itself & sighs It’s so American // The constant grieving of violets Centuries of state violence // Bloom all about us What’s left to say // Anger’s the spit we swallow The sunflowers burned out & // Closed their eyes We counted distance between bullets & our heads Echo meant // He went to heaven ten blocks away The freeway’s hands // So high above the clouds & We tried not to jump // What’re our wary wings worth If we wax our feathers // Would shootings cease If we shaved our brows to sew a coat // Wouldn’t He still be cold We’ve Been Yearning for a Riot At the Los Angeles Zoo The cobras unlocked their jaws into safety pins // Picked Open the locks of their terrariums & escape The penguins threw // Student loans at women with Prada purses So upset the thought of // Happiness existing anywhere seemed insulting The albino rhinoceros battered // Open the gates of his captivity How he dreamt of a road trip & camping in Yosemite To walk in the valley & let waterfalls empty their bladders into his mouth The ram rammed open // The gates of his enclosure too The apricot parrot // Sang the same song of struggle Anti-capitalism means // The rich can no longer control us with their laws This whole fucking zoo bursted like a // Molotov-cocktail When the parrot set flame to the aviary & Then a fly flew // Onto the spine of a gazelle // A gazelle Who was lighting a blunt while // Resting her hip against the ice cream stand & The alligators started to pour margaritas Alligators used to be enemies with the gazelle // But now they’re together They hijacked the stereo & started dancing to Selena’s Bidi Bidi Bom Bom The pigs // A most anxious of animals // Stayed locked inside The pigs were clutching their badges // Hiding in mud & waiting for the uproar to pass Then came the wisps of tranquilizer darts // Humans pushing giraffes whose Necks were craned in the shape of a // McDonald’s arch & Already at the juncture where everyone suspended // We mustn't Fold back to corn meals // From the trough We dashed to freedom // Our cheetah crop-top // Turned us into a cheetah Our legs were pixelated in quick motion // Catch us If you can Barebacking the Barback We’re his // Retired slut on food stamps // Forever Sniffing horse tranquilizer // Seeing digital dreams This sweet & cherry // Boy-pussy is a great machine Twice // Faggots chased // Down the nude // Avenue Stalked & photographed // Buying burner-phones The cellophane sound of cyber threats // Entropy In the new brutal // Black midnight // Public crying We spoke literally // We lost obsidian // & A job On the dark web // We were harassed // Scissoring Our femme queen // & He violined // A bit nervously The sky a constellation of arrows // Something gold Feathered forgiveness // Forgive us // For speaking We spoke // Smelling like dog piss & disappointment Everyone hurt // Spat diamonds // On the sand Hell’s temperate climate // Compared to // This life Without you