At Hermano's Mexican Dream Theater

At Hermano’s Dream Theatre
(for madmen only,)

they eat juicy garbage grinders
or colorful Spanish lobsters,
(depending on the light of the moon.)

There’s loud smacking, electrified fur, proud laughing,
and absinthe to absent-mindedly stir.

Newton is nightly tarred and feathered
and the colors and cultures meld and twirl…
till they make a twilight door so you Can
go where you might love to but…
if you’re like me,
were maybe afraid of hell-fire,

should you without sanctified intentions…
simply lay with a girl!