a shadowed weight slackens
but let’s be literal
no more similes/ or allegories
no more hiding behind
no more benign thoughts and better-than fuck fantasies
no more silent understandings
and secret whispered touches in cold summers
no more vapid I-love-you’ s
whispered carelessly/careless whispers
I want smoke and rusted metal words to leave your mouth
I want glass throats to shatter
and your opinions to eat my tongue
no more pretending or understanding
there are bigger things to live for
bigger things to die for
smaller things to swallow
smaller things to evoke
I come from the smallest country in Central America
I know about invisibility
I know about war and rape and everything that carries a stink
but I also know about love and laughter
and the look on your face when you approve of my words
the look on your face when I fit you inside me
neatly tucked/
and I ride you like a wave
and I ride you like a wave
and I ride you like a wave
/drenched and washed ashore
we remember that the sky can live above and below
that when we die we shatter/coagulate
that our mouths only talk when they remember
that words are important
and silence is a gift rarely used
