And What! Poem by L.B. Temuco

The sun which forms the fruit
and ripens the grain and twists the seaweed
has made your happy body and your luminous eyes
a pointed oval, this scabbard
This burying flesh, Mother of Ichthys
that gives your mouth the smile of water
A black and anguished sun is entangled
in the twigs
of your black mane
When you hold out your arms
you play in the sun as in a tides of a river
amongst the floating tears of fish, between meteors
and it leaves two dark pools in your eyes
My sombre heart seeks you always
I love your happy body, your rich soft voice
the unspoken parts of me, the endless gaze
Butterfly, yellow with sweetness
like the wheat field, the sun, the poppy and the water
You walk carrying these secrets
parts of my soul whispers softly as
you unfold and lay naked, waiting
in the stillness, for warm hands
To hold your face
Go on, do that
live amongst the socks of ordinariness
forgetting lips that are easy to forget
Until hunger bites on a single dark grape
the perfect endless membrane of your mouth
Languid and fluid, a heavy stone
in my heart, your pretence
are lips drying in a lie
Scoff at my wretchedness
Laugh at me, hate
Hate the selfish eye
Ignore me, ignore yourself
Undo love, undo beauty
Crawl back into ourselves
Dissolve these minutes and hours
that stain the night with stillness
We crept slowly, blindly to this
We must lay here longer
on this infinity
You are the most silent
place in the universe
And all you can ever say
in the face of irreducible fate – is
And what!