OK, this next poem, the very first part of this poem
is ripped directly from a Facebook group
called Reporte de Puentes.
And on Reporte de Puentes, it's a Facebook group
that lets people who are traveling from Juarez to El Paso
know how long the lines are at the port of entry
at the different bridges.
I translated it into English.
But yeah, this first one is just a comment that's
ripped from this Facebook page.
There's a couple.
This is definitely a new one.
This is not really in the Border Simulator.
There's a character, Nefta, his sister, Ceme, [? Cemeli ?].
And then there's a coyote named Eddie.
Yeah, they're characters in this world that are trying--
this is very, very new.
"Nefta's Interview Answer 2."
I'm on foot crossing the Santa Fe Bridge and the mile to get in
is a long line.
Hey, I'm going to go door to door selling remodeling
services and that way, I'll get my big commission,
get money emoji.
I came here for work, carnal.
Or you can say I also seek carnal work.
Work that wakes up the flesh; gets the blood trading.
I traded my life and my life savings
to Eddie, the coyote of my dreams.
He was the coyote of my waking life, too.
But somewhere along the path, Eddie
learned how to receive venmo in my dreams and in my dreams
I'm the original dreamer!
I'm at White Sands chasing Ceme down a dune.
I'm careening down while indistinguishable bone fragments
surge from the ground.
And the bones are at times made into wind chimes
by undead customs.
Endless bones of crossers humming and clanging
in the desert over which undead customs and their horses
tour the gullies.
The rhythmic musical horses.
You hear customs chase down crossers and lassoed them.
But as we rewound this video, we saw
crossers had not been lassoed.
They had instead been turned into lassos, rope.
And there's piles of these rope crossers dotting the border
like rattlesnakes sleeping.
It reminds me of a time where once I was raptured by my ID.
Yes, my ID took me to heaven.
And only my earthly possessions lay
in my wake, which is funny because I was asleep
and I hear that's the best way to be raptured.
[APPLAUSE]