at the very top of a citadel
the elder man says not a word
and peering into a silent well
the younger soul dissects accord
a rising sun falls upside down
towards the sky, a burning bird.
The old man races to the ground
He chases rabbits for his soul.
Then seeing a woman with a gown
he asks her if she is his goal
she sheds her robe and steps to hell
the sun gets sucked into the hole.