I wake to find my name
gone as another lost night I want
to salvage: & only to have
its dark teeth sinking
into my skin—: you enter me
through an opening in the sky of
the body like a face
in the moon falling slow &
moving its long blade-
like fingers to the mirror: this weight
I hear pressing down &
the image cracks: a body
standing—this me & you—a shadow
on the surface of a puddle: eyes
lit like wolves filled with only
winter: now let this body—let it
go: as though a breath wanted
to be saved, I part
my mouth into púuceyxceyxne
& into pieces
as I am: but a word at the lips
breaking into nothing
is the air that fills that soft never-
seen flesh of these lungs: breathe
one more time: for what we’ve lost—
my beloved ghosts—the sound of
a field after the war-
torn bodies have abandoned only
their tongues: & you behind
still breathing.