Even in the cold
Just a step
I thought many times
Just a step
little further
The pavement
Along the cliff
A slit
steep rock
Red
Just a step
careless
Tired and distracted
Let fall
Slip
addition
In that black
Smoky lying
Silently
A thud
Maybe a scream
Along
And then nothing would
only one step
Last step
And then rest
Without cold
Without soldiers
Without consciousness
Painless
remember
tears or entries
Farewell, General
took was a step.
Lightning
That night there was lightning in the sky
sudden flash of light
Flashes yellow
noisy and deaf
shots in the clouds No stars
Neither the moon
a tint of blue
And a touch of gray
and splashes White
leaking
Storm coming
heard shouting
little more about
column
of the long green snake
Storm!
But no smell in the air
Only the smell of smoke
Gunpowder and metal
burnt flavor that I tasted at other times
Up there on the shores of the North Sea
Where there War is always a league between the cities of
And empires, principalities and bishoprics
Wars on the rivers, the sea
Among the woods and everywhere
Taste
Duro
of a cannon
a cannon
a cannon
A thud
A light in the sky.
There was no storm that night
The war was near
And we were walking to the meeting.
I was a little 'back
Almost defiladed
The army passed
Verde in its slip
Snake men
Faces without a trace
How about a bridge
Adrift
Looking up
Identical still
And I stopped watching
indifference.
A sign Dry
planted a piece of wood
bumpy and curved
The slight accumulation
Mold moved
dug and then covered
Up a body
corpse of a man
Unnamed
Without even life
who had lived there
Missing
In this
In any future
And in his past
Everywhere dead
In the snow In the cold
In an expanse of nothing
Cold.
A wooden stake
My human artifice
Here lies the man
A man
He
not touch the branch
Silent plaque
scarring in anything
Track in memory
Last Witness.
perpetuate
