THE JAGUAR

Sleeps in the grey shed out back

She lounges in the magnolia tree by the house

Enjoying the secret citrus scent of those flowers

Reminiscing and hidden in those branches

She looks South

Towards and across the Rio Bravo

Past Teotihuacan and Tikal

She daydreams of the Darien Strait

She swims the Orinoco of her mind

To the Amazon River

Only men name rivers

Only greedy men draw borders

Only stupid men believe walls immortal

Jaguar coughs at the insolence

She is a goddess

Balam - Otorongo!

She knows that only landscapes

Exist perpetually

All else is the fabrication of mortals