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Birth

I was born on an avid wasteland
where foxes snatch
their kits away
from the lingering
horned owls;
where flocks of
quail croons quiver
among the cactus and mesquite;
where the dab of
juju fruit shrinks,
slewed
before the sun,
summoning quadricals of
aqua blue to its
shore.
I was born from Leo’s gate
onto the virgins
bloodied skin.
I bleed through my skin,
through my innocents.
I was born dancing
silence
in ancient circles.
I came from passionate eyes
where stars shine
like silver dimes
or ruby gauntlets
with their brims pouring
forth the bounty of
our saviors gift;
our sins redeem us.
I come from the
horses sidestep
before the moon lets
go of the night,
or the leaf lets
the frost die
and feeds the cocooned butterfly.
I speak the word of the forbidden fruit
when the delicate dew
ravages the creases
between your moans
and scarring knife.
I speak of the surrender
of my nectar as my womb
breaks open to feed our mother.
I speak of the myth
that welds body and soul
like the flame licking
Aries.
I beg in morsels for my
lord’s love and the
thrust of betrayal.
I am estimated
only for my syntax
and the embryonic,
emblematic,
anticipation for utterance.
I speak cautiously
as if invading
the tower of Taurus,
labyrinth lies,
as if I were the lyre,
as if I were the
villain;
my words carving,
prophesized.
Be my muse,
let me abuse you,
let stiletto insomnia
seduce you.
Like the silhouette
of my voice
caressing the consecrated
drums that distort
your vision in
audible currents.
I am from
The dust of a thousand stars,
My protons electrify.
Let the apex fold into itself
And my body dies.

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