Mehrwertengelgesang deep in the bones of engel another kind of splendor stings
engel is not allowed to scratch a cloud
is not allowed to crash
into the ground either
one wing of guilt one wing of diamond
one wing of joy one wing of ash
one wing just in case of stagnation
engel has drawn a border between two selves and none are hers
the messenger no longer has a message
but is fiercely loyal to the old
delivery routes of the negev
like any other bird of the air each wing
is a tablet with the law
of demand & supply
inscribed on it by the invisible hand-out-of-the-whirlwind
with a set of scales she soars all along the indifference curve
high-rise favelas and underground heavens
weighing one little void at a time
those plaguing the swift temples of capital
singing with voice of living bronze
all this time the promised
ladder was a wall
become tunnel
engel has heard the fulfillment of the prophecy of r>g is near
heaven & earth
master & servant
day & desire
have not been divided yet
in her mind-of-genesis
only letters waiting to be laid out into constants and names
into the song of wages
into the book of surplus value
she sits by the western mirror and ponders what it means
to be the first fly upon the trembling fruit
A Real Confession Has No Content
1. one of your faces is false
2. one of your faces is true
3. one of your faces is meaningless they are
tangled in inquisitions and the consequence thereof
you have been forced to become smaller
than the difference between a needle and a lion
a good answer doesn’t answer
the question it merely sharpens it
says rebbetzin g whose beard reaches morocco
the question must resemble your offenses in all aspects
your sunless side
your golem mouth your serpent feet
you’ve felt that horror too ($)
of running into friends outside a furry grocery store
of writing a check to a government agency
you’ve felt that beauty too ($)
of thighs casting shadows on a blue clarinet
of blood noisily drying on the chessboard
bank clerks with their kind words will destroy you
figs and furs and onyx will destroy you
hands kidney gall stomach guts liver spleen prostate
your heartbreak is economic in nature ($)
for the velocity of money has long surpassed
your ability to seize someone’s means of affection etc
says she who sings like foreign currency the hours
are unforgiving and you are depreciating now learn to
love the clay until it becomes a heart or worse a thing to trade
4. one of your faces is imaginary
that one is blame-free and fetal you will wear it
the night it rains frogs upon my weatherless jerusalem
Sergio Sarano is a writer from northern Mexico.