This is called Enemies.
This is written for Wayne Karlin.
You know in the Bible where David creeps into Saul's tent
at night and could have killed him,
but then he remembers and doesn't.
And I think he was remembering himself.
Enemies.
"Evening, I creep into the tent of Saul.
For his sake, I have learned the taste of blood.
In battle, I would drink his and he mine.
We have become enemies.
Yet, here, he is an old man sleeping or my father.
I will remove his armaments, his sword, his shield.
Come morning, he will know himself naked, but alive.
And I will remember myself also, David, the poet David."