The small boys that float intently after me
are as silent as birds sensing fall of night
and every bit as fleet
carrying my candle to the bathroom delicately
I know how easily it can be snuffed out at nightfall
even two hundred thousand candles burning on these grassy slopes (1)
could flit to black in the same moment’s gasp
if the wind tore strong enough
if markets and planting times were blockaded long enough.
When I enter the bathroom to place the still living candle
the door is pulled shut and the giggling of bird boys finds me
even nineteen years after dusk fell
with sharp wind and napalm from America.
Kissinger himself let the curtain drop on the sun (2)
then crackling forests gave abundant light
to the land.
1. refers to the estimated 200,000 East Timorese who died after Indonesia invaded.
2. refers to Kissinger's (and Ford's) go ahead to Indonesia's army just before the invasion.