Can it be true that the culebra comes in the night
And wraps its length around your throat
Without sound, and you cannot cry out?
Can it be true that the cat, greedy for milk
On the baby’s lips, will suck out its breath while it sleeps?
Can it be true that a wolf lives in the wall
Even of this city apartment? Night after night
I have heard him scratching a hole in the plaster
With greedy claws. Can it be true
That somewhere in the city a woman you never met
Models an image of wax with a pin through the heart
To give you bad dreams of the viper, the cat, and the wolf?
Does the night air that breathes in the window
Carry invisible seeds, the nightmare contagion?
Can it be true that it seeps in everywhere?
Night Air
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