CAPTAIN

Medals on your chest,
exact as my fact. Day of
days: loneliness close to you,
Captain, debts befriend memories
always forgotten.

Your body wakes to your own slavery:
sharp invisibility of your own punishment...
unusual risings of your righteousness.
Our difference is the blame you hold
for all dishonor and disgrace, the betrayals

of the earth's form you can never repay,
dark, and dissipated...through the same
unawareness that saints and angels fall.

My existence is clothed with peace! Bent
by your own chaos, your unimportance
is without measure.

Your prisons will be your own torture, your cruelty
your very demise. No one and no thing
will always be your servant, Captain.