WEBVTT 00:00:00.000 --> 00:00:00.980 align:middle line:90% 00:00:00.980 --> 00:00:06.560 align:middle line:84% And then here's the prose poem from Tiburtina. 00:00:06.560 --> 00:00:11.600 align:middle line:84% It's called "Oppression and Milk, Anti-Climax." 00:00:11.600 --> 00:00:14.390 align:middle line:90% I refuse to believe in poison 00:00:14.390 --> 00:00:16.350 align:middle line:90% Since the Spanish conquest, 00:00:16.350 --> 00:00:18.560 align:middle line:84% My nation has been laughing maniacally 00:00:18.560 --> 00:00:20.510 align:middle line:90% through a gaping wound 00:00:20.510 --> 00:00:22.110 align:middle line:90% It's almost always night 00:00:22.110 --> 00:00:24.740 align:middle line:90% So no one can see the bleeding 00:00:24.740 --> 00:00:27.900 align:middle line:84% Oh, my brother's scratchers of your own ribs 00:00:27.900 --> 00:00:30.930 align:middle line:84% Like skinny winged piglets that grow restless 00:00:30.930 --> 00:00:33.650 align:middle line:90% Because the daisy dealer is late 00:00:33.650 --> 00:00:38.070 align:middle line:84% Oh, tiny fringe of a humanity long-termed fractious 00:00:38.070 --> 00:00:41.760 align:middle line:84% Which I nevertheless saw coming like a mountain of water, 00:00:41.760 --> 00:00:44.070 align:middle line:90% alive and dead at every instant 00:00:44.070 --> 00:00:46.920 align:middle line:90% All powerful and yet so weak 00:00:46.920 --> 00:00:50.750 align:middle line:84% Remarkably tough, while also porous 00:00:50.750 --> 00:00:56.240 align:middle line:84% Only the fact of my belonging unified your two-faced soul. 00:00:56.240 --> 00:00:58.020 align:middle line:90% Oh, beloved monsters 00:00:58.020 --> 00:01:00.710 align:middle line:84% Lighthouses of the most manic firmament 00:01:00.710 --> 00:01:03.650 align:middle line:84% Matchstick nail scratches in the air 00:01:03.650 --> 00:01:05.890 align:middle line:84% See how there is suddenly room for you 00:01:05.890 --> 00:01:08.600 align:middle line:84% Alongside my old and contemptible piece 00:01:08.600 --> 00:01:11.300 align:middle line:84% The doddering housekeeper, who from this day on, 00:01:11.300 --> 00:01:14.470 align:middle line:84% I feel obliged to kick to the curb 00:01:14.470 --> 00:01:16.750 align:middle line:90% Forgive me 00:01:16.750 --> 00:01:19.340 align:middle line:84% The poisons, they say, come in many colors 00:01:19.340 --> 00:01:21.760 align:middle line:84% And can be as green as a red apple 00:01:21.760 --> 00:01:24.140 align:middle line:84% This proves their complete inhumanity 00:01:24.140 --> 00:01:26.320 align:middle line:90% And alienates us so thoroughly 00:01:26.320 --> 00:01:28.720 align:middle line:84% That it's better to fall back on history 00:01:28.720 --> 00:01:33.070 align:middle line:84% Rather than bleed ourselves dry on the salt of remedies 00:01:33.070 --> 00:01:35.950 align:middle line:90% Who among you had a father? 00:01:35.950 --> 00:01:39.080 align:middle line:84% We know that nothing remains pure but poetry 00:01:39.080 --> 00:01:43.010 align:middle line:84% The blind madness of silver flowers, cylindrical smoke 00:01:43.010 --> 00:01:46.720 align:middle line:84% The fresh rot of infinite vantages 00:01:46.720 --> 00:01:49.900 align:middle line:84% One long ago afternoon, when my father brought me 00:01:49.900 --> 00:01:50.980 align:middle line:90% a glass of milk 00:01:50.980 --> 00:01:54.080 align:middle line:84% And told me I should convince mama to see reason 00:01:54.080 --> 00:01:57.680 align:middle line:84% I was examining a photograph on the cover of Life magazine 00:01:57.680 --> 00:02:00.940 align:middle line:84% Which back then didn't come in color or in Spanish 00:02:00.940 --> 00:02:04.170 align:middle line:84% Of Winston Churchill looking like our Catholic pope 00:02:04.170 --> 00:02:09.060 align:middle line:84% And blessing the world with smokey words of warrior wisdom 00:02:09.060 --> 00:02:12.780 align:middle line:84% El Salvador is a country where the basilisks are friendly cave 00:02:12.780 --> 00:02:13.660 align:middle line:90% dwellers 00:02:13.660 --> 00:02:17.190 align:middle line:84% Their eyes mostly closed for our own good 00:02:17.190 --> 00:02:19.890 align:middle line:90% Meanwhile, our hens are fierce 00:02:19.890 --> 00:02:22.140 align:middle line:84% The hateful glare of all the world's hens 00:02:22.140 --> 00:02:23.700 align:middle line:90% is borne out by their actions 00:02:23.700 --> 00:02:28.290 align:middle line:84% And their brand of arrogance erupts into catastrophic crime 00:02:28.290 --> 00:02:30.850 align:middle line:84% I drink the glass of milk cross-eyed 00:02:30.850 --> 00:02:32.820 align:middle line:84% Thinking about a Humphrey Bogart movie 00:02:32.820 --> 00:02:34.960 align:middle line:84% Where there is more than one poisoning 00:02:34.960 --> 00:02:37.410 align:middle line:84% And everyone in the audience quakes 00:02:37.410 --> 00:02:41.050 align:middle line:84% My father could have beaten Humphrey Bogart in any fight 00:02:41.050 --> 00:02:46.560 align:middle line:84% One hand tied behind his back, eyes blindfolded, legs in a sack 00:02:46.560 --> 00:02:49.650 align:middle line:84% It was the best glass of milk I've had in my life 00:02:49.650 --> 00:02:52.030 align:middle line:84% Which must also be why I love you, 00:02:52.030 --> 00:02:56.820 align:middle line:84% country of mine, history, perils, et cetera 00:02:56.820 --> 00:02:59.030 align:middle line:90% So there's that one.