After Frank O’Hara
This poem is dedicated to Bad Bunny, 27,
who made his in-ring debut at WrestleMania,
hitting a perfect Canadian Destroyer
on John Morrison. And, suddenly, I see this headline
BAD BUNNY SHOCKS THE WORLD!
There were more Puerto Rican flags last night
in a stadium in Florida than snowflakes in Puerto Rico any night.
There is plenty of rain here, of course. And traffic!
And the sky looks exactly like it’s falling.
I have been to lots of wrestling shows
and returned home feeling perfectly destroyed,
but I never actually shocked the world with my destruction.
Oh Bad Bunny we love you take care.
The world title of having lost him
Cody Rhodes vs. Ricochet
[WCPW Lights Out, 1/20/17]
Rhodes has the word ‘dream’ tattooed on his chest.
It’s a tribute to his dead father,
The American Dream Dusty Rhodes.
Cody calls himself The American Nightmare.
Well, better than Dream Deferred, I say.
Like I’m always saying how
I’m gonna start keeping a notebook next to my bed,
write down my dreams upon waking.
I found this next bit in the notebook I keep
to document all the things I’ve never dreamt about—
America, growing old
shoulder to shoulder with my old man,
Cody and I up late talking about our worst
nightmares. Like the one where I wake up
to find a tattoo that signals my father died
and I don’t know who or where to call to ask if it’s true.
My wrestler name
Well, there’s already a Warhorse, and a Warlord,
and I can think of a couple of Warriors
just off the top of my head. So,
I’ve decided on Warbler—
a flock of whom is called a confusion,
or a fall, which is fine:
I can barely stay upright when alone.
Guillermo Rebollo Gil (San Juan, 1979) is a poet, sociologist and attorney. His poems have appeared, or are forthcoming, in Fence, Feed, Mandorla, The Acentos Review , Pittsburgh Poetry Journal, Trampset, FreezeRay and Anti-Heroin Chic. He belongs to/with Lucas Imar and Ariadna Michelle. Happily so.