I can remember life before
this
When I used to eat
cauliflower
I went to the desert to
observe the rocks
Everything was flat
I stepped into this mud hole
to cool off
Got stuck here
Now, for life, I am trapped
in the mud
My throat is dry
I sleep during the hottest
part of the day
Sometimes the mud boils
I wake up at five p.m.
A blue raven flies overhead,
always punctual
The harsh mud-warming sun
goes down
I am awake during all of the
night
For the first few years, I
saw the light-lit sky
A black banquet with so many
candles
Then, as my education
continued
The sky became a blackboard
And as I could not solve
celestial math
The gods erased the stars.
