Civil War

The dead bird is a kind of song.

I think about the end of Lorca, the act of loyalty,

the incidental things.

And I wonder what we’ve really discovered,

what anyone truly knows before their exile.

Maybe just this: that both sides of a double-sided coin

can be wrong.

That anything moral is a dilemma.

According to Spanish legend, the king of crickets

steals the voices of boys,

leaving them mute.

According to you, this is why you’re here:

for the truce-making.

And for the words.