SONNET FOR THE TWINS


lowered into lessness
two shall now be one
and one reduced to none

the collapse of inwardness
under the shell of the exterior
falling through its shape

language turned to fire
the word WATER written in flames
still burns above our heads

waking life leveled by dream
dreams replayed till a silent film
covers us in dust

the future implodes inside the present
but the present is already a memory


Charles Borkhuis

9-11-01