If I had told you

If I had told you
we were not alone in the ghetto’s Heaven
you would have spoken to me about the kittens
that tied by the legs
died in your dreams.
I know it because I stayed awake all night
wrapped up in one of those embraces
that don’t touch
and because it wasn’t Yiddish or Knaanic or Polish
but our own language
in a strange code
that your lips mumbled.

(2011, unpublished in book)

Translation: Richard Bueno Hudson