“Taxonomy of a Desire” by Sergio A. Ortiz


first, there is my secret's
secret angst
setting fire
to what i see.

i rise out of
the wreckage
naked, the mathematics
of thirst stripped,

touch you and listen
for the brutality
of our silence
to take me in
your mouth.

in your dream,
there is voltage
and water,
and nothing slows
down. in my dream

there is
dry bone marrow
and the ghee
you rubbed
on my eyelids.