Airport Burger

Yeni Mao is a Canadian-born Chinese-American artist. Jesús Torrivilla is a Venezuelan writer specializing in contemporary Latin American art and critical studies.

Jésus wrote a personal account based in Antonin Artaud’s hallucinatory pilgrimage to the Mexican desert and Yeni chose a possible imaginary of Zheng He, the 15th century eunuch navy commander, discovering Teotihuacán. The two texts were written individually, cut up, and reassembled into the exquisite corpse “airport burger.”

airport burger

we pulled up to the shore
The wind blows straight to my chest and pushes me backward
Plenty of snakes around
all brown from this sun
I came to step on plants of ancient soil
make it worth the trip

I strongly desire an ending
we reach a plateau, opens onto a big lake
It’s like you can look into the underworld
Is this the splendor of the authenticity ritual?

Zheng He pulls up to Teotihuacán
Says we’re friends
let’s make fun of that
Thongs are leather tho

but I’d rather tell you
we’ll bring it back
horny and fighting

Little purple juicy fruits everywhere
I find solace in expensive granola
or someone crying from
still keeping my balls in a jar

This landscape feels the storm
But lets see what these motherfuckers are up to
Is this a poor montage of bad youtube documentaries?

mountains mountains into volcanos
green flat spikey plants
Dont ask for my pronouns, I don’t wish to hold hands with you
Yea ok the sun rises over that pyramid

Here, it’s open to the land
cities of monkey ladies
bitchy and thirsty
There are witnesses who say they saw things that never happened
they’re worth something here

I rehearse a goodbye
a dissolution
sort of. Same landscape, not so different
Shadows cross the air like distant meteors
Eagles caw and scree winding

Cut forward fast three months
LA
casa de la chingada
sort of city in the middle of the lake