This poem is the work of Richard Vargas – Albuquerque Cultural Conference performer, participant and advisory board member. The “Joe” referred to in the poem is Joseph Arapiao, the Arizona sheriff who’s under fire from the Feds for his brutal arrests of suspected undocumented immigrants.
if we controlled the movie industry
the wicked witch of the southwest takes another swig from her bottle
of rot gut whiskey, stares into the computer monitor, watches images
sent from her flying monkey-drones, high in the skies, looking for
more bodies to fill the cells of prisons built by her loving friends and
donors. the munchkins have a swimming pool in every back yard and
a golf course in every gated community. the lollipop guild has sold out.
jabba-the-joe reclines in his dark, damp lair, surrounded by brown men
on leashes forced to wear pink underwear. jabba-the-joe likes pink. he
has memories of pink things, soft things, taken away when he was just
a baby-jabba. his desires overwhelm. look, but don’t touch. jabba-the-joe
quivers like a slimy slug losing his self control. he banishes them from
his sight. all except the one with the tattoo of the virgin mother on his back.
yes. he will do, nicely.
i am invited to join the ICE agent majordomo for a drink. i sit down
and he pulls out a small black book. he begins to read aloud. “richard
vargas, born in compton, calif. members of your family came here
from mexico, and you are one generation removed from picking crops.
you went to school, the university, and now call yourself a ‘poet.’ we
know that you masturbated incessantly in the 7th grade, and that you
smoked pot on a daily basis when you were in college. you left california,
but we still haven’t found out why. you have a weakness for women,
cigars, and expensive cognacs. tell me, are you one of those hopeless
romantics who refuses to accept the re-establishment of a fourth reich
in your beloved united states?”
“well, some parts of the u.s. look like they beat you to the punch. but
if you’re asking me, there are some parts of albuquerque i wouldn’t
advise you to invade.”