Roomba Room Poem by elias galvez

For Santos The Punta Queen

Roomba room...
Javelins pulsating,
Negroid amazonia jamming...
The hunters have returned! heaving
Aerolas tingle in musk sweat,
Panting, cleavages of amber
The hunters must drink
A palmfull of moss concealed
A handfull of buttocks unleashed,
In decibells of ecstasy'
In deliriaof musk-hot musk
Delirious blood-boiling,
In this ghetto of jaguars and magic,
And firelies
In spinning typhoons of vertigo