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Versuri Marches and maneuvers
this is a war we live and the sides are drawn.
we're all wrapped up in fatigues and they wear us
out.
this is a storm at sea.
if we fly a white flag, under a black and blue
sky, will the red sun rise?
(the taste of your kerosine lips burn me up)
the glare from your enemy sights make me go
blind/
blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips, the
size of a blade,
in this trench we dig for ourselves. fourscore
and fade.
glare with the enemy heat of the bodies in the
bed.
there's no retreat. This is a war we live in.
now we're up in arms, with our heads pressed
against the wall (and it's wearing thin).
these are the screams we swallow, if we fly a
white flag under a black and blue sky...
this is our war. administer the pill before the
cell divides (keep marching--keep fighting)
and we'll both go down like toy soldiers.
threats and picket lines are forming around our
beds
and the landmines in our chests will all go off
in time.
if we trip each other into this, do you think
we'll find a way out?
we've synthesized a compound to treat this
conscience, it's:
one part loss, one part no sleep, one part the
gun shot we heard,
one part the screams mistaken for laughter, one
part everything after,
one part love, one part stepping out of the
driving rain,
one part parting ways, in the cold apartment.
don't look back, just keep running down the
stairs.
do you hear the footsteps?
can you hear voices in the traffic, communiques
in the attic?
they say, after time, all this will heal,
we will rebuild and these broken arms will mend
themselves in our embrace.
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