tonight; to see you makes me dangerous.
an ember sleeps; you hide yourself.
every soldier in uniform is a suicide.

oh, my friend, don’t drop the grenade, don’t drop
the quiet words. wake me from clay at dawn.
your shoulder lights our temporary weight.

there’s revolution in the research of
a snail; your fingerprint upon my eyelid.
every little life sets wings to wildfire.


//

Phaedrus: (as Lysias, cont.)

and not (to gratify or make well)
those coming quickly (spoudazein)
for a brief time (oligon chronon)

but those
consistently (homoios)
throughout all of life (dia pantos tou biou)
will-being friends (philois esomenois)

// 234α

οὐδὲ τοῖς ὀλίγον χρόνον σπουδάζουσιν

ἀλλὰ τοῖς ὁμοίως διὰ παντὸς τοῦ βίου φίλοις ἐσομένοις