The clock is ticking. Go
look for the black mariposa-colibrí.
Se nos va el tiempo.[1]
Do not stop searching for the butterfly-hummingbird—
the true chimera, not the hawk moth. Hurry your eyes.
Do not slow down. Sharpen your ears. Losing your seeking tempo
will prevent you from catching up to the mariposa-colibrí.
Se nos va el tiempo.
Do not flinch when you sight it. The earsplitting song
of the butterfly-hummingbird must be caught in this glass jar.
The clock is ticking. Do not pause or listen to the mariposa-colibrí’s
canto.[2] Its llanto[3] guarantees death to all who hear it.
Once jarred, toss it in fire when its wings crescendo.
Its ashes will cure your children of their sickness.
Se nos va el tiempo.
[1] Time is leaving us.
[2] song
[3] call
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