Crystal

i.
Exquisite word          yet to be envied as one envies the walking woudned,
a mannequin:
Kristallnacht   Crystal Meth

Polio which caught me sixty years ago           diminishes to a minute spot
of light against dark background:
symmetrical, a crystal-like hexahedron.

Like the black child who ate jackets from South Side Chicago?
What made the boy eat three jackets? consummed by hunger for cotton?

Crystal:
elegant as a beautiful woman with heart of ice.

When I saw the  virus           it was too late to cry:
 symmetrical: small even for a virus

visible only thru an electro-microscope what changed my life:   I ingested
a speck the exact       opposite of a jacket:

a hexahedron like some crystals.

ii.

To take up the post of choirmaster at cathedral of Petsch in Southern Hungry
the composer relocated.

Gold is spun
from torn lands & pointed questions.

        I tear my land from the map     Lower residual volume on rage:
        Have I not come of age?         Paralysis gives birth to pointed
questions:
        right hand pointed  to the stars.
        Warm my shoulders with a jacket of scars
        Like the monks, I write, bright  with sunlight on my page.