Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

Steel Band Song A cricket slept between my thighs & a bouquet of splendid flowers which was also fruit a soprano butterfly a bee & a turtle dove a singing, dreaming duet slept between my thighs. But one day a hyena of disconsolate laughter ―razor of a turbulent stroke― silenced the Turtledove aborted the cricket’s leap banished the fruit deported the butterfly & disbanded the duet Now I have a lot of nothing dying between my legs

It rains cardinals burdened angels rooftops rattle while red cardinals beat against the moonlight it rains angels that are actually cardinals they talk to us from the infernal howl of their sudden drop it rains badly injured arrows inordinate inhabitants of clouds burned by our insanity spitting fire dropping from the swirling loneliness of our blindness

A stone in the water of sanity the coordinates that sustain us between perfect  isosceles triangles hanging on the shadow thread of sanity between here & there & that between this point & that if I swing on its rhombuses I'll see space multiply under the brief arches of saneness I'll see its gestures trimmed & equal if I get off & sit I'll see myself bobbing