1. Call me Sebastian, arrows sticking all over The map of my battlefields. Marathon. Wounded Knee. Vicksburg. Jericho. Battle of the Overpass. Victories turned inside out But no surrender
Cemeteries of remorse The beaten champion sobbing Ghosts move in to shield his tears
2. No one writes lyric on a battlefield On a map stuck with arrows But I think I can do it if I just lurk In my tent pretending to Refeather my arrows
I'll be right there! I yell When they come with their crossbows and white phosphorus To recruit me Crouching over my drafts lest they find me out and shoot me
3. Press your cheek against my medals, listen through them to my heart Doctor, can you see me if I'm naked?
Spent longer in this place than in the war No one comes but rarely and I don't know what for
Went to that desert as many did before Farewell and believing and hope not to die
Hope not to die and what was the life Did we think was awaiting after
Lay down your stethoscope back off on your skills Doctor can you see me when I'm naked?
4. I'll tell you about the mermaid Sheds swimmable tail Gets legs for dancing Sings like the sea with a choked throat Knives straight up her spine Lancing every step There is a price There is a price For every gift And all advice
- Adrienne Rich
Possibly the last installment in my brief, Rich interval. So much of the mythic meets the modern here; I hope it leaves you in wonder, as it did me.