Archive, Literature, Poetry

The Burglary

Posted on by Désirée Jung
30
Oct

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I want to touch your flesh. Carne. I draw an invisible line on his right arm, then another on the left. “Are you trying to open me in the middle?” He asks. I explain that my impulses are violent, but my gesture kind. What do I do with my desire? I question myself. Outside, Susie the dog barks, when hearing his voice. I can’t stay longer. A policeman, in the line up, asks for a coffee and comments that the heat increases the probability of burglaries. I nod, unsure if I understand why. When my boyfriend walks away, part of me is already taken.

Poem published in The Impressment Gang.

Désirée Jung

My name is Désirée Jung and my intention here is to immerse into words. Writing my biography is a bit like witnessing the spectrum of my own gaze – an impossible task, due to its volatile and vulnerable contingency. For that reason, I let the poems speak for myself. I can add that I’m a Brazilian-Canadian artist, lover of beauty and everything (but not-all) that comes from a feminine space.