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Something that reminds me of you

a spent smile a twisted joke a buttercup emptied and drunk

a sanguine symphony

watching carmen







Embittered encroached eroded resentment building lust loaded

Or a silly slap stick comedy





battlements built then encapsulated in it wasn't me's

Not my decision forget about its



fallen soldiers comrades in war but left without ceremony on hot unceremonial ground



dry bones and hot heads

sultry speeches and unethical promises

Lost lives again and again

dry mouths empty words and poeticless prose



OUR LEADERS OUR MOSES OUR BETTERS

OR NOT ?

THEY LEAVE US WITH HEADACHES AND HEARTACHES AND OPEN QUESTIONS

AND CRYPTIC CLUES





I'm left with a question

are they or we the fools?