>The deluge comes and it is after me, after my lights. It comes to swallow up the flame of my identity
Anon, I found the poem (I think). I'm tired so I'll give you a link and a pic. Good luck! I hope you find something good in here!!!
https://docplayer.net/23229674-Edward-james-and-plutarco-gastelum-in-xilitla-critical-paranoia-in-the-mexican-jungle.html