Editor's Note: These are poems Frank wrote and pictures he drew in a journal long before he died. Buck would like to thank Malinda for letting us borrow the book, Scott for letting us know of its existence and Dave for help on the very first word.
By
Frank Dominguez Jr.
March 15, 1971 – January 25, 1998
Here wild child rest your fair hair on my shoulder bare.
People pass by us as faint with fury wandering in confusion dazed
and weary.
Show me beyond a shadow of a doubt,
there is no skepticism there is no clout
for people and fire were born as one.
touching feeling as warm as the sun
Hay lady talk to me?
What’s going through your mind.
Are you wondering if someone’s in there;
Is there any one to find?
You were Melenda when you were born will be Melenda when
you die.
Every time your hurt I here the angels sigh.
It’s hard to love someone and feel all alone; but its ok lady
It’s time to come home
Fell your soul and hurt inside.
You were always there you never died.
I know at times you sat and cried;
feeling there was nothing you could do your hands were tied.
But come to grips and hold out your hand.
reaching for an endless strain.
You’ll find there’s love hope and desire
A heart of a man is measured by his emotions
Thrown into life but never causing a commotion.
Driven by his heart there is only devotion.
So many to choose but, only one he wants.
There in the cellar of his mind she still haunts.
Steel is as cold as ice, but who cares.
Death is as black as night, but who fears
A mother cries but, who hears
A room full of eyes filled with tears
The end of the eulogy must be near.
All I see is a room full of his peers.
Scratch against wood, head on the door waiting to be let out
Who holds the key to salvation as people drink wine.
Playing games with the enigmas in our mind.
How can you stand to sit in that chair;
Watching death and never care?
Watching the countless deaths as they grow.
What do you do with all that power?
Watching us in endless do war,
but your sanity must be kept just because all are minds asleep.
Hatred grows between our nations sitting there damning criticism
you love your children
you never fear you must really care ‘cause I’m still here;
so within my heart and your book close near I’ll walk the earth and never fear.
The clear blue sky meets the horizon like the edge of a pendulum a
razor’s cut along the endless sea.
For when days end feels your heart and mind all prejudice is clear.
And you remember who you were.
Like shadows that pass behind your back
How I love you but you’ll never know
some things are best untold,
The fact remains there is no truth and chivalry is dead
just thinking [about] each scenario playing games in my head
I’m so close I’m always there but I know you don’t care as if I’m
never there but that’s okay that’s the way I want it.
It’s better to be quiet than to cause any shit because when you
throw a rock in still waters it causes a ripple and right now I don’t need my problems to triple
So for right now I say I love you and leave it at that because
-still waters run deep-
Who are friends?
Friends are like islands in an endless sea;
as we travel the uncharted seas
looking for something that we don’t know.
The islands give us a place to rest;
. . . from the insanity of the sea.
I fell up, fell down;
only in circles can my head be deranged
the power of thought the power to move mountains the power of peace
but does anyone really know the way in or out
people walk around like power tripper angels looking for horns.
Full intersectional bodies forgoing foal like curtains on a stage
frothing beaches on a endless sea mounting crickets with silver bridles torn from a magazine.
How tension filled bombs crash on our heads like ants falling from
the sky and only will the power bring us down.
Shoving the horizon into our skulls where we lie
Black & White
Black as night, but never in sight,
White as day we all must be gay?
For ignorance has found its way
Can you come a little closer I can’t see your face;
racism, prostitution, sodomy.
Ah I see you now, "The human race"
All alone no one to hear;
feeling deceit set in the no state of sleep.
Walking through life alone and aloft.
A sanctuary to put out the fire.
For love is found within and,
not loving yourself is the greatest sin.
I see you at night I see your plight
It eats you up like a parasite.
I know now you fill [like] there’s no one there
You say to yourself "this isn’t fair"
So you look for anyone who’ll care find yourself a teddy bear.
They’re all just shadows on a concrete wall;
if you don’t look back you’ll never fall.
Melenda, look toward the sun; that’s who you are
a majestic life force a shining star
So don’t worry be happy, because
that’s who you are, you’ve gone through too
much shit to come this far.
I don’t know if this makes sense I like
you for who you are; no one can
ever contend.
Sincerely yours
Just a friend
There’s someone I want to write about.
Who’s close and very near.
A girl with a child’s innocence and shows no fear.
She has nothing to hide you can read her pages like a open book.
Even though her patience is a little book
She seems to be happy and she wears a big smile
Feverish night filled with delight,
killed by single tear
To set it right would be out of sight,
but the walls are dripping fear.
Unsettled by confusion.
My life is a desolation
so the end must be near.
I pull back the trigger because
I’m nobody’s nigger.
I cry but no buddy hears.
Now there’s no more
Me I’ve been set free.
The end of insanity
Scene’s from a movie shown through the naked eye.
The power changes aloft in the vast blue sky.
Somewhere, in a cold dark alley an old man dies.
Responsibility is dropped from man to man;
Never caring because it’s not a part of his master plan.
As he flies through the sky with no feel to land. Who
Well teach our children
They’re filled with joy and hope.
But all we do is stick a needle in them
and fill them up with dope.
No one cares about my mother.
They think she’s just a joke.
But without her love and beauty we’re
All just fucking broke.
So who cares not me.
Because as long as I don’t
Look around I’ll always be free.
Help me fall I’m not a doll
Even though I may look ten feet tall
I cry at night [try with everything I got]
I don’t understand myself
I tell myself I don’t care at all but every
Time I think of her.
It drives me up the wall. Frustration and
Confusion the power of delusion is tearing
away at my mind.
I want to fuck her.
Or maybe nip and tuck her.
Who knows which is which.
I’ll end it near before
I start to tear, like my heart on a lance
because when I look down my hands are in my pants.
[Buck: Ever the Renaissance man. Huh?]
How confusing it must be, trying to be me.
Showing every one that I’m soiled not undone.
A shrug of silence ingested by violence peers right back at me.
For fear is the immortal lamb,
then wounded I must be,
because the lion smells the blood in the air. So I’ll
Just pretend I just don’t care.
Your outer beauty is astonishing
You look so cute you’re beautiful
Long black hair like strands from a horse’s mane.
Your cute little nose
Interesting tones fills my quivering...
Horizons filled majestic play a dawning of another day.
Laughing jester’s power trip; his cold careless cackling
drip fills me with a sea of drought;
throbbing like a human heart who understands my childhood deaden because I am a human being
Find fair hair and gentle wind silken black eternal beauty
Hey girl tell my why you won’t talk
to me say the thing you want to
Say its o.k. I think of you all
The time I love you but I know
You won’t want me you like
Different guys but I’d treat
You better than thirty
I think your the most gorgeous
Girl you’re pretty but its
more than that you like the
same things I do
Well finally I didn’t think I would
Ever write you again, but here it goes?
I don’t know why I can’t talk to you its
hard for me.
I think you’re a very special girl.
But every time I talk to you
I end up saying nothing of too much
importance
I’m not like that.
I’ve been through a lot of rough times.
The woman I married I loved very
much and it took
A long time to come to grips that it was
over.
Know whenever I get too close to
someone I push them back
I’m afraid but I can’t get you out of my
mind.
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These writings copyright © by Frank Dominguez Jr, they should not be blamed on anyone else living, dead, mortal or otherwise.