Muriel Rukeyser




Madboy’s Song

Fly down, Death. Call me:
I have become a lost name.

One I loved, she put me away,
                          Fly down, Death:
Myself renounced myself that day,
                          Fly down, Death.

My eyes in whom she looked so deep
                          Long ago flowed away,
My hands which slept on her asleep
                          Withered away,
My living voice I meant to keep,
                          Faded and gray

Fly down, Death. Call me:
I have become a lost name.

Evening closes in whispers,
        Dark words buried in flame—
My love, my mother, my sister,
        I know there is no blame,
But you have your living voice,
        Speak my forgotten name.

Fly down, Death. Call me:
I have become a lost name.

Don’t come for me in a car
To drive me through the town;
Don’t rise up out of the water,
Once is enough to drown;
Only drop out of the sky,
For I am fallen down.

        Fly down, Death.