Poetry by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal

Released

 

 

I want to be released.

Why did you break

into my apartment

and bring me here.

I don’t care if I am

speaking to voices.

That is for me to know.

Don’t worry for me.

I don’t take medicine.

I have no illness.

Don’t worry for my

family. That is

personal. I just need

10 bucks to go back

home. Give it to me.

I’ll do the rest.

I go by many names

to foil the doctor’s

conspiracy. I don’t

want to be in his spell.

I just need bus fare

to get to L.A. What

did you do to 1969?

When will you answer me?

 

 

Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal lives in California

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