Distintos Espantos
Love, If you do not understand
the tongues with which I caress you
do not cut them
they will not bloom again.
They come from a different piece of star
from the condemnation of the missing
each syllable is a bird migrating south
resting on your shoulder
claiming for some water
don’t hush them away
do not erase their nests from your mouth
afterwards
their children
won’t know how to return to you.
You and I are not the same ghost
but we learn to reflect each other
Do not look for my origin
do not try to translate the dialect of my people
let them dance on your body all night
let them get lost in your fury for a lifetime
let them weave together with their blood
the pieces of you that fell apart in the war.
but please
do not consider yourself an archaeologist
every time I take you in to my core.
and if at times
it is only foolish noises calling you
Only storms, sneezes and shipwrecks
or in one corner a rabid dog licking his paws
and the rest just fire
what do you get from making a cage?
what do you get from taming the scream?
with which arrow are you trying to put out the sun?
if you do not understand, love
the tongues with which I caress you
maybe we are the fire that’s already dying
maybe the curse of the ancestors came true
maybe we already reached the end of the world
and didn’t even notice.
