nunca traducido

blaboriginal luster in your

sky declension a dazed bone

,rift of speech smiles behind

yr costly labials a sea g

ushing up sleep wandering

through pills and guttural

cuneiform ,hyperstasis or

an armed humus goddess

,why are you confused ?

was yr evening meal overgrown

with illegal memories mean

dered shapes ,ideas in the

eroded mounds melting

as waves approach

,un sueño sordo suena

,sílabos del silencio si

bilante y sosonoro

vowels drown in the wallowing sand

A rebañadientes in Ivan Argüelles'

“The Dream of Language”