Carrying dead mosquitoes
Beyond the borders of Mexico and the United States.
I swallowed your fly,
Gave the mucous membrane of my lifeblood,
And berated your aunt for swimming
In the nude, in the dark.
Welcome to the corpuscular society,
We breed arks and Covenants.
And here in the nostalgic
Atmosphere of Gods,
We make noise with the noisemakers
Of an apocalyptic surge.