Simon Perchik
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At every birth the extra child
disowned on the spot, sent off
still calling for more mouth
for both a father and a twin
- with the first breath
one is human, the other with strength
to lift clouds, whose grave
should always be moist.
Twice a day since who knows
I bathe from a well, then the walks
alone, try to remember
the last time it rained
- I need water from the sky
carry this axe on my shoulder
my step by sharpening step
half thunderclap
half the bitterness
only the banished twin could pull apart
and overhead another sky
begins to clot, tasting like wax
and my one fist squeezed dry
- I never heard my twin
or where such anger, closer, closer
from nowhere tighten even on my name.
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