Copihue Poetry

I write
to keep my distance
 

try to bring you closer
but instead push you away
 

intentionally build
an isthmus
populate it with forests
bar codes
and farewells
 

we pretend to be
complicit
in this Ferris wheel 
of life
take refuge in confusion 
lunatic love
the future.
 

Rest feels strange
but ours even more,
private 
and deprived
of everything
 

I listen to you sigh
a satisfied animal
I scent your desire
 

and overwhelmed
relinquish my crown
surrender 
tooth and nail on my back
captured by the light in your mouth
without mercy
or water.