Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Bashu, the Little Stranger (1989)



Ubiquitous digit clickers flying from globurbia to capture screened glamour perch atop Sephora, BCBG Max Azria, Gap, American Eagle display windows, aside 5 story Little Mermaid alluring us to "Keep Oceans Clean," gaze down confused at Hollywood and Highland residue of vagabonds, after two hour samba de la paz, chants rising from spirit of Persian Queen/ revolucionaria salvadoreña, estrella blanca, montaña roja, sueño bolivariano de Ali Primera--
Dale salvadoreño, ¡Dale!
Que no hay pajaro pequeño, ¡Dale!
Que despues de alzar el vuelo, ¡Dale!
Se detenga en su volar--
final ujjayi cry at Reagan death squads fueled through 8 years of missiles raining on Mesopotamia--mustard gas with a shake to Saddam, BGM-71 TOWs to Khomeini--a hundred thousand corpses picked at by crows, thousands more limbless vets, orphans, refugees, 20 years later, born again in never ending war, taking shavasana.

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