Taro

Indochina, Capa jumps Jeep
 Two feet creep up the road
 To photo, to record, meat lumps and war
 They advance as does his chance, ohh
 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, oh
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 Do not spray into eyes
 I have sprayed you into my eyes
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 3:10 p.m.
 Capa pends death, quivers, last rattles, last chokes
 All colours and cares glaze to grey
 Shriveled and stricken to dots
 The left hand grasps what the body grasps not, ohh
 Le photographe est mort
 3.1415, 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, oh
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 Taro, ohh
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 Do not spray into eyes
 I have sprayed you into my eyes
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 Hey, Taro!