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Sergio Sarano

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.

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