Itinerary

Roberto Tejada

Vulnerable therein & perfectly

relinquished by stasis,

object always of my

natal, crepuscular desire,

into the translucent specter,

body’s blue fossil

of ice, never autochthonous,

still embarked upon

the imperative passage to get

there, to secure a geography

that will beg description,

narrative map, adopted

tentatively; if only to write

the ritual book of what was possible,

but never bound to occur.