Untitled (Havana, 2000)

^{after Tania Bruguera}

^{Queers—confirmed or suspected—were one of several groups of ‘social
deviants’ imprisoned and sentenced to labor following the Cuban Revolution.
The Cuban government has since taken responsibility, and today, trans
healthcare is provided to Cubans for free.}

power falls twice: you’re either rain
or a worm reacting to it

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to whom or what do you choose
to bow?

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may cuba live
island her own, free from us
of a, por siempre

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gusanería: worms piling
in the absence of light

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you’ve entered now
your feet crunch mashed bagasse

the cool air whiffs molasses wafts 
can you feel the humans here

each distinct from their rulers?
no one name names the unnamed

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hands behind your head
you have the silence to remain right

you have the silence to remain
right there, between tooth & gum

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to whom do you bow
against your will?

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look: looped video in darkened cove
all you see is leader smiling

leader in profile leader hugging
& kissing the masses

he bares his furry chest
sans bulletproof vest

young fidel? you would
& so would we—

what about young w. bush
or younger or older obama

& there’s that one stalin shot!
we see time after time

how politekind thirsts for stained
palms on our star-struck thighs

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once you walk away
what becomes of those who cannot?

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gusanería: light’s absence
piling the worms

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a man who thinks himself rain
would claim any old flood was just