You have the same name as him.
My conscript tongue has practice
in bitter acrobatics,
transitioning from close to
close so often
to containment;
instead of climbing
those chained sounds that mean him, self-
saboteur, swallows
state-of-the-art equipment,
drops calls, lacerates greetings,slides into appeal,
nylon misdirections, all to fall
into the place of amputation
he nominated mildness.
His name is to his palate.
It behaves.
Will not be severed from him.