reversal

You’ve failed to do it again.
One minute, not even ten
We destroy it

A sort of crippled curse, our breath
Dull as a Devil’s dagger,
My left hand

A speck of dust.
Your face a chiseled, coarse
chopping block.

Paint on the mask
Oh, my brother,
Do you adore

the bridge, the highways, the beauty of life?
This fragrant mist
will certainly stay.

In months, years, the sky
The loud cloud columns
won’t settle down on you

And you are a grimacing man.
We are only ninety.
And, like the melody, we will never die.

This is twenty-three.
What a joy,
to soar on every second.

What a gentle candle.
The softly speaking mother
tilts her head to hear

them bandage head and chest
The quiet listening.
Friends, family

These are our lives.
Your fists.
We are metal and string,

Changing, never the same, upgraded men.
It never happened against our will.
It was always chosen.

Each time we intended
to give in, but come back stronger.
You opened up

As the arms that held.
She didn’t ask twice,
to keep your warmth inside, a place to hide.

Living
Is a light, unlike anything else.
We blanket and blow, like demons from hell.

We do it to feel close to the sky.
We do it for delusion.
You’ll say we’ve no direction.

It’s hard enough to be in this world.
It’s hard enough to achieve and run.
It’s the common, dull

Hidden phrase in twilight
Always a different place, strange face, soft and fair
The angry whisper:

‘A curse.’
That wakes us up.
Free-for-all, free for us

For the healing, smooth skin is free
For our heaving, silent chests are free
and it all stops.

And know that this is free, that we are free
From our sight and our tongues
How we bit them so long,

the rest of our hearts and our thoughts.
So, so, dear Brother.
So, your love:

You are my requiem,
You are my worthless,
The fool’s gold and silver

that stands to the elements.
We stand and fly.
We know where our thoughts, and our interests lie.

The Ocean, Sky –
I leave them alone.
No more flesh, no more bone – I am there

A crest and fall,
A stony grave,
A foamy ceiling.

Dear Mother, Dear Brother –
Be calm,
Be calm.

Into the sky
We’ll sink with our wings
And leave men behind.