Phantom Twin

We did not want to be
unblessed, so we were blessed.
 
Long, thin wire, a little
patch where we might lay our
 
heads. It was this way, this
looking fore and back, a pole
 
held tightly in our
hands. You want to tell me
 
what went wrong? Confusing
shapes across a wall, depression
 
in the ground. The gorgeous
soldiers fought and fell. Hie
 
unto hell. How we will lie in
that brave grave apart,
 
our aperture: a heart
that has been ruptured
 
absolutely by a passing God.
 

Copyright Credit: Katy Lederer, “Phantom Twin.” Copyright © 2019 by Katy Lederer. Used by permission of the author for PoetryNow.
Source: PoetryNow (2019)