Jackson

Thin white skin
and bones, in elegant
fingers. All else
is lies. Once to eyes.
Once to hands. Once

to skin. One fire—
forever warm. One water—
never again thirsty. One air—
breathe easy now.

Earth, bury me. Curl, thin,
thin body, thin [I] hand around
the moment, open it, a blanket,
a parachute, a muscle,
awesome wings