Not Abel -

The whole town lined up outside the tent

What those kids thought they saw-

Do you really want to remember this?

Today, think of all the alien shots in the dark

That at one time, all at once, coexisted

I mean aside from all the burning

Hurry by the shanties beside the road

Sunset on a cart

Pulled home by a white horse

Conscience of the husband was righteous and coarse

There must be a limit

If we only circle around

There’s no hurry in reaching it

Shirt bloodstained

And yet it was not Abel but Cain who got to hear

The voice that for so long had been a stranger

Not one word of all the time they spent growing up brothers

Even love, yes, even love, yes, even lose

Something to lose

What if the details there were suddenly shared?

Tender moments siblings keep secret

Sunset on a time when no words could be spared

Unknowing mother rocks soft in her chair

There must be a limit

This has happened

This will happen

This is happening

Voice on the radio again

Strange to be shaped by such strange men

It’s the hottest summer again

Strange to be shaped by such strange men

But where will you go?

Where?

Where, where?

When you asked me that question it sounded like a joke

A rubber hand extended to shake

Outside my kitchen the sound of fists on the door

In the early morning light

A death so small and sentimental

Daddy giving the middle finger to the Kodak lens

When I saw her face she smiled

«I don’t know why I saved it all this time»