on vital organs:

should you be so careless as to lose
the pieces of your heart to the marauding
lovers that seek only to consume and flee,
i would be honored to share mine.
between two rib cages and four lungs
there would be one heart beating for two bodies.

......

i see you sometimes on buses
in train stations:
a fleeting sarcastic apparition.
but i don't believe in ghosts
and i don't believe you ever spoke
of anything at all that mattered.

man of mystery, your mouth is closed
but also your eyes.
hands folded
blueish skin.
one last cigarette and its ashes
float away on the cold autumn
air of the countryside.

......

take me home with you tonight -
for a moment we can pretend that
the world is not at war!
when our own victory is won
we'll fall asleep on tangled sheets,
my arm around your waist.

surely the air raid sirens will not wake us;
the dropping bombs and the grounds that shake,
the cries of soldiers as they fall
will not concern sleeping beauty at all.

take me out int the crowded streets
hand in hand we pretend that
chaos does not surround us.
when finally we find a quiet place to sit
we will chat about this and that
as my coffee is getting cold.

surely the air raid sirens will not wake us;
the dropping bombs and the grounds that shake,
the cries of soldiers as they fall
will not concern sleeping beauty at all.

take me dancing with you tonight.
the loud music and flashing lights
hide the brawlers by the bar.
time passes, collecting empty glasses
as the background fades into a drunk parade
i have my arm around your waist.

surely the air raid sirens will not wake us;
the dropping bombs and the grounds that shake,
the cries of soldiers as they fall
will not concern sleeping beauty at all.

....

hello old scars, hello new wounds
hello bright stars, hello half moon.
tonight is the night for somebody
but there will be nothing left for me.

don't be a hero, there is nobody here to save.