No Birds

I’m watching no birds remembering how
you complimented my dress last night.

Classy, you said. The birds are gone,
perhaps a crow, perhaps a body

on the street no birds, no birds on
the              no birds, no sunbathing of

words can amplify our cackle, no court-
yard means low light, not birds,

and when I thought you were looking
you weren’t—a sound but no bird?

Last night you wore the birth you kept
on me, velvet classified a bird, no bird

no remembering how to classy-
fy me into a bird next time, no time,

no time means no birds; no lids on my
dress tonight like you don’t mean it,

like taking birds off is not what you—
no birds, no birds means no eyes,

cría cuervos y te sacarán los ojos,
cría ojos y te sacarán las aves, las aves.

Source: Poetry (April 2022)