Shield
When the shield of the sun
descended to the careenage of the west
the face of day melted
mummy thrown into the light.
Trees set traps for the birds there
where they’ve buried their height
a ship sinks into the soil
and the beasts of the forest
have gone astray to the mountain
goat paths.
The stars’ procurement revealed
blood of the ravine
buzzes naked
slashing the skin of water
the flesh of things
cannot find refuge
in basil.
Linos’ skinned body hangs
over the mast of midnight
Libros Libertad 