I have nothing to owe

don’t worry my loved ones
I’ve nothing to owe
your vigorous light comes
and worlds keep arriving
forgive me
the words in the nude
it’s a blow
when blunt
is your right
for the leaving
and whining

full lungs
of the stinging
three swallows
of fight
inhales
of the napalm
exhales
for the passing
the numbness
of fingers –
an outcome
of fright
and humming
is stubborn
around fire blessings

and next to me lays now
my brother in arms
we shared with him rollups
before heavens’ calling
I don’t know
how high will
those wounds
among stars
they bloom
as if poppies
abundantly lulling


wait brother
the roads are
no longer in range
you see on the sky
a few spots
and the smolder
they are
our thresholds
the berth
and exchange
the war is a gift
so we’ll never grow older

we are as reminders
among tangled souls
with whom
we kept twisting the life
and won battles
wait brother
I see them
I see five more folks
they are not on time
with their minds
to unsettle

don’t care that the moments
are little and slow
my childhood
and mother
and something so shiny
don’t worry my loved ones
I’ve nothing to owe
your vigorous light comes
and worlds keep arriving

18 December, 2018