Ismael Garay INVITATION TO DESPAIR Come come gather around this tender angel come and let my eyes gaze upon you from a distant dawn come and let me mystify, softly hypnotize you mesmerize and realize you kiss and kill and kiss you with my love enter enter, open the door to my private oblivion of light, take a ride down my lonesome highway I know not where it goes. come and see my holy city la ciudad de Nuestra Reina de Los Angeles, my city of fallen angels— you'll hear stories of pain and loss and angels lost, oh come to my Gethsemane! come to my Aztlan dreamland! walk this twisted path of sorrow my via dolorosa it's lined with roses, red and white it's lined with roses, blood and wine. It drips sweat and tears, barley and vine, but don't be shy, baby don't you cry don't hesitate my love, come create and meditate, come contemplate and reciprocate my love, baby don't be late. Take off your sorrow shoes and make yourself at home, sit back, relax, come hither come wither look around and let your soul drift in a wondrous blue heaven, a cloud-nine despair of ecstasy and tears, of wine delusions, lonely loves and stop signs. The lights begin to dim, your eyes begin to close the world spins round and round in a strange surreal dream an elliptical apocalypse. Oh the lovely sun does spiral into despair it dies a martyr's death. Oh the lovely sun, it gives birth to the sphinx of a rising purple moon. It gives the canvas sky a sweet love scar, the moon is made of white beans and rice my love. wait  . . . what are you looking at? wait  . . . where are you going? don't let your mind wander off, not yet— come back, come back come quickly my friend to my palm tree passion sky my bloodmoon distress, come to my masochistic vaudeville voodoo lounge show come lose yourself in my confusion come find yourself in my deep-sea vacant eyes, dancing in the red light dawn sweet suburban street my soft and tender soul is shaking in the unseen winter sky my delicate eyelids seem to tremble in the wind, and the two of us are tossed, together, into a netherworld of despair and false illusions. Oh! I see you there my love you look down upon me from an ivory tower of indifference and unrequited love. you want to die of amphetamines and a broken heart you want to die of LSD and liquor trips, Oh lovely girl, who will drink from your cup of dreams? every moonlight taste and winter day I lose you in a different way, I steal a sweet seductive kiss from the sweet secretive lips of a black blood blossoming rose. I can't close my eyes to the light left crying, denying going blind, blinded by white light. And thus I wander weak and weary down the hollow winding streets of my empty psychedelic dreams— won't you come with me? won't you follow me there? I drown myself in your seductive eyes of suicide I sing a sweet love song to the beat of the falling rain. Come come, gather around this tender angel come and let my eyes gaze upon you from a distant dawn come, resign yourself to die my love in my red dawn suburban light languidly and alone.