Taro (Alt-J)

Indochina, Capa jumps Jeep, two feet creep up the road To photo, to record meat lumps and war They advance as does his chance, very yellow white flash A violent wrench grips mass, rips light, tears limbs like rags Burst so high finally Capa lands Mine is a watery pit Painless with immense distance From medic from colleague, friend, enemy, foe Him five yards from his leg, from you, Taro Do not spray into eyes, I have sprayed you into my eyes 3:10 pm, Capa pends death, quivers, last rattles, last chokes All colors and cares glaze to gray, shriveled and stricken to dots Left hand grasps what the body grasps not, le photographe est mort Three, point, one, four, one, five, alive no longer my amour, faded for home May of '54 Doors open like arms my love, painless with a great closeness To Capa, to Capa, Capa dark after nothing, re-united with his leg And with you, Taro Do not spray into eyes, I have sprayed you into my eyes Hey Taro