4  May  2004
46 Spring - 16 Moon
48th year of the Space Age

Tijuana, Baja California



We say, I write, that escribo que decimos que
nuestra misión, mi raison d'etre,

es mirar a Mesoamerica desde la frontera de Tijuana
to look at ancient America from the frontier of Tijuana

but I cannot get my mind off of old Babylon Mesopotamia

but what is "look" anyway
what is Mesoamerica
and what's from
and what
is
              la frontera de Tijuana :?:?:?:?:

Is it are they                los gulfos entre
¿Es que son                   palabras
            the gulfs         el gulfo este
entre
            between           words

           lines

el gulfo entre palabras?


¿Or is it no más este lugar en la costa donde
 el mar encuentra la tierra o es que es only
 this place on the coast where the sea
 meats the land
                                                  (sic)

                        [moot]

 bla?                                   Sí.  See .   Yes  .     Djess   .


..-___________________________________________________________..-

                 ¿ Y  "desde"  what is "from" ?
..-___________________________________________________________..-



        desde up a to esta escritura
        from me to thee this writing

from  you  to me  this reading
desde tu hasta mi esta lectura



pues que me escribes well that you write me eh
too                                    también

no, that is not from                     only
ese   no  es   desde                    solamente



rather   a     lo      mejor

     "desde Tijuana"        no,   desde la frontier de Tiyei
                                  from  the frontera  of T.J.

  criss-criss
                       croquis


ay gringo escribes no más un montón de palabras
you only write a pile of words
                                  that Ramón en mi corazón
                                  habla speaks in my heart 

        nunca puedo escapar     I can never escape
                 su censura     his censure
                       hard     wired

 into      my          being   like all my loves and friends and acquaintances 
and there you are, too, if you speak


no obstante I am grateful to him he thought he was criticizing me when he said 
over and over again
oh gringo some of your poems are nothing but piles of words I hope you don't 
hate me for saying
heh heh heh he doesn't realize what a  
L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E  school of poetry

c o m p l i m e n t                                       c o m p l e m e n t



           h e                g a v e                       m e




oh Daniel go phuk sum sour grapes why don't ya



no obstante que yo no vivo p'allá no matter I don´t live there any more
it don´t make no never mind he´s all wrapped up baking inside
political cookies for the next mayor no no no I will not 
say any more at all about that I am only a foreigner


it will not print his name
                             no politics foreigner

except He runs the racetrack and betting shops
and David refried gringo won a bunch of money
on the Kentucky derby and will buy me a beer
tonight he's doing well but looks tired etc


David that is, not Ramón


no politics only the beauties and art
strange wonders of culture
delicious food and
mmmm beer
                                 ¿Table dance, mister?

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hazme el favor de never never write a long gain long long ever never again a 

                  long
                                long
                                               Long
                                                                LONG


             entry like   era     was
             Sunday     d o m i n g o


25 abril fue it was
                      que

                                      fue


      < >
not apo strophe remember
      < >



CBS news reveals this picture and other grossssserias




Mommy why do they hate us so
          in Mesopotamia ?



I don't know dear, ask the President
why 
     AS USUAL

we didn´t find out anything about it
until the media splattered it all over





hmmmmmm?







COULD IT BE.....
...... ¿satan claus?
is looking on and laughing

 









"oh baby I liked it like 
that, yes, you Americans 
are soooooo funny...."


and the perverse photos of 
naked Iraqi prisoners and 
shit.grin.com Americans

and now you know 
WHY Tijuana got 
such a bad name 
for itself for 
drugs and drinking 
and whores, why, Mommy?  
Because all the Americans came here and came all over and over and slept
kinky in our own precious vomit oh God help me but I am not very pleased 
with my own people now

nevertheless She is my country wrong or right and sometimes from the other side
one sees one's own much more clearly than stuck in the middle of the forest yes

        excuse me while I          v*o*m*i*t
and 
show you the damn picture anyway
worshiping the porcelain goddess in my own way

look how so very very proud of themselves they are oh God dammnit WHEN!!!!!!
WHEN ARE WE GOING TO LEARN THE WAR sucks no matter what or where
or who or when or how or why it sux big rocks and broken
glass slashing down your throat as you drink the 
sweet, warm blood of imperial desire mmmm
yesssssssss do it again, please....

and now they are saying it was "military intelligence"
that made them do it, not the devil

hhhhhhhhell we all know that "military intelligence" is
an oxymoron and contradiction yes isn't that why the frack
we got stuck in Babylon in the first place eh?

oh no, I forgot, we got stuck there because Sadam threatened
Bush number one and so Bush number two is dumping it

crap


and now this....._?


aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa I would rather just go have a beer with David, later


and the real world=intelligent?


ay no.  Far away on capitol hill they are screaming for the bush blood of abuse
and I only scribble babel in another babylon babble on standing in a little house
in the garden where José Pastor is hanging his paintings inside I look, I look,
we talk I can never find in one glance even a fraction of the feeling and thought

he put, he puts, into a work.  Artist.  Sigh.  Shall we have a cup of coffee and
try another English lesson?  What exactly do you want to teach me?  What to learn?

Do I dare to eat a peach?  

I shall wear my trousers rolled like taquitos and steal lines hear 
from T.S.Eliot nailing them down onto the cross border frontier 
where I grew up next door to the anthropological other pues 
JUAREZ: el respeto al derecho ajeno es la paz

I am no anthropologist but I steal from them, too, I am no
prince Hamlet; only Rosencrantz, not Guildenstern no only 
Rosencrantz I was once upon a time when Vietnam was fresh 
and the smell of napalmolive filled our kneejerk newspaper

I hurled them every afternoon onto front porches and lawns
all around the slopes and skirts of lower Alto drive and
Mesa Grande or was it Mesa Vista heh I forget 30 years later

I lied -- was 40

mmmm old man Severin I still remember his pond and how he liked
his paper early he used to growl at me when I wasn't there by
4:30 yes, yes, yes he did and now only a few more years and
I shall be like him locked indoors widowed behind housekeeper

and memories of my last time I oh no there's more there's more
tis too much too hope for they will probably shoot me 
first for this crap I write babel babel 
or feed me to the meat grinder

where                           no No NO  NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

toque madera knock on wood yes  no .
no                              No.

I have come down into the city center since I began this
text of diarhea blog at home I began at home
and now I am in the garden at el Nopal


it has been ten days now since we moved
since I moved in with one whom now I sniff


woof woof woof


in the garden the horrific heat is not so bad
not so bad in this garden behind the nopal cafe
at the head of cinco de mayo just beyond 6th street
downtown in old Tijuana after coming down from Nueva Tijuana

by green and white taxi full of men and women zooming along across
the barren urban flats of Otay mesa past the new art piece strung out along
the border fence with artists who did not all give their permission to be used and
so as usual there is a bit of scandal but no one in the taxi talked about it at all

it was all TOO DAMN HOT and we dropped down the Airport Road into the valley of
the river who made this place what it was and what it is and what it will be again
and under the trees of the Paseo de los Heroes with all the traffic going beep Beep BEEP
and the vagabond standing on his head for tips while the boys juggle oranges

aya it is still Tijuana even though I have moved to the far, far side of it
from the old to the new yes and

THANK GOD for shady trees and cool water and believe it or not
I AM DRINKING COFFEEEEEEE it is so nice here in the garden and

outside the city burns under late afternoon sun
and I, old poet, grin into my pen

on the border between paper and electronics
imagining HTML and
                         you .






            heh heh I said I will not write another long rambling piece
     and look what good it did me I did it anyway heh heh
enough already cut it and post it and kiss it with a seal





arf     arf          arf              I miss my next door dogs
                                 Ramón's dogs
                            the chocolate labrador
big fat loving creature
looks like a brown sea lion

when he sits down

Gonzalo the kitchen worker pointed out to me




I have left them all behind in the center of old Tijuana

maybe I will go see them after class

IF I GET ANY STUDENTS


nooooo I am going to go look for David refriedgringo in his favorite bar


         mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm








                            go man go




i n t o

                 t  h  e

                                    f   u   t   u   r   e



oh yeah as if no one else
we all are moving there
now right now tonight
and then tomorrow

and so on and
so on and
so on
and
so

o n  .






                        okei bai        okay bye
from the edge



of this page


in Tijuana



P.S. Nueva Tijuana is different.
Yes.  I think I shall like it.

I already found a couple internet links and

maybe

         we will even get connected     at          h o m e .







copyright 2004 Daniel Charles Thomas except the photos are quoted from some other fool who was STUPID enough to take them heh eh heh military intelligence my grandmother knew better how to phuck the army and I have his name yes put that in your pipa and smucker it with strawberry jam mmm breakfast was bread and honey and Tere and we together it has been a long time since I was living with anyone at all