Capa jumps jeep, two feets creep up the road
To photo, to record, meat lumps and war
They advance as does his chance
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
Do not spray into eyes - I have sprayed you into my eyes
3:10pm
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
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, reunited with his leg
And with you, Taro
Do not spray into eyes - I have sprayed you into my eyes
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