HEAT CEIBA IV
SONS OF MAGUEY .
Pechuga: mescal espadín distilled with a breast of a rabbit, chicken,
turkey…
Gusano: mescal espadín with agave worm.
Minero: colorless mescal
from Oaxaca Santa Catarina Minas.
Pulque: ancestral drink from the agave
Tlacuache: mexican marsupial drinker of aguamiel (sweet sap from
maguey)
I was charging my cellphone, pulque &
loan, the owl girl with the tattooed seven eyes invited me from her electric
cigarette; it had a strong smile & wisps. The second girl who just by
singing I knew her nationality, german-tijuanense. Then they left; we said
goodbye, good crossing. Meanwhile I
remain on the non-flavor elixir & harmonic melodies, I just bought a pechuga bottle at the Oaxaqueñita, so
there I was at the “tlaxcalteca up to the hill albino donkey of curado on holydays”, I was waiting a tlacuache.
He send signs of being alive. He down the hills and was stuck at the metro. I
send to him some indications from the hallucinogen hole that I was; when he
arrives start to take some photographs. Charal
brought to snack. I ask them to the pulqueritas
another jar.
There
are no more Pulquerias like this place, it had been closed those business. Do
you remember “La risa”? That had a long time ago, then to find a good pulque
not adulterate. Said to me. Have you ever came here before? – I asked. I
had heard about it but never came here before. There are mescals at the bar, so
at my call came the tlacuache girl. What
you wanna drink buddy? I just have pechuga
& gusano, I said 2 & 2 shots…and
are sure you just have those? I inquire. - Oh
let me check, Suzy!, you are the tall one, come & check please…
The aguamielero
continues; do you remember that scene on the MIL USOS trilogy, from Hector Suarez? In the 2, I think when his morro said to him, “I hunger”; then he
takes his son at the local store, but I cannot remember for what thing to eat
that can afford it, so then he bring his child to a underground pulqueria,
there for 5 pesos they give him a pulque glass, he gives to his son, and he
said; pulque?, in the beginning he
doesn’t like at all, but the father instead to finish the glass.
Suzy brownie hair finds out minero, I asked for another 2 shots. Transito was the name of that fucker;
therefore pulque was denigrated to poor people, shitty outcast, indigenous
folks, foxes & tlacuaches; over there a few blocks in that direction,
mescal & pulque is served in fine glasses, for the cocksucker hipster
fashion, they all look like the same shit magazine… claims the marsupial,
we left; every animal his own way back. I
got erased bytes & tapes from my memory, that perverse spiral as devil; do
you suck me or do you spit me? I was carrying my mudheart; the bottle, tropic
ashes. The ladies was signing a song to a star that don’t dawn, sparkling hills
have lost while the bus pass, the women besides me lies asleep drunk of sap.
