EL MANDO
El que tiene el mando es el que manda;
conversely, sin mando, uno no manda, ni man
do. No, el que no tiene mando are the mando-less
the nickel and dimed, hoodwinked and periwinkled
misbegotten and desarriesgados. She who holds the remote
control controls the command console on the programming,
commands channels of things to come, strong premonitions.
She who holds the structure of el mando manda astonishing
cleavages of anthems, makes things happen, stirs my tine of tenor.
El que tiene el mando es el que no tiene el no manda, entonces;
She who holds el mando manda, holds a turbo just outside thresh-
old of a prosthetic stylus, holds our task manager for ransom in
silent index technicians, holds binary repose.
She who has command nears command
Without possessing el mando.
El Mando son ojos Infra-rojos.
Spicaresque:
A Spanglish blog dedicated to the works, ruminations, and mongrel pyrotechnics of Yago S. Cura, an Argentine-American poet, translator, publisher & futbol cretin. Yago publishes Hinchas de Poesia, an online literary journal, & is the sole proprietor of Hinchas Press.
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