To Tochi and Ola

there’s God,
there’s you and
the thing around your neck.
one is fair, one is ugly,
the other would wreck.
you’re as slow as quicksand.
that’s how you wisely show
how not to fall
from how to land

we would walk in and out
of our own stories
a thousand times
before we could
ever tell it.
when the boosters
fall off a rocket,
the rocket keeps moving.
the boosters’s done their job
what’s left is the rocket’s.

Əĺļə