the wide dusted world
abandoned and lurching
him mellow and pouring
there unseen in shadows
retrofitting schools to serve war
yes war that hungry creature who
rolled crushing in a steel helmet
olive trench coat open and nude
while planes knocked churches
ass over tea kettle whistling
and in horror we leer
but the smoke clears etcetera
the dust settles and so forth
we winners made wealthy
wage obscured wars
curated and fenced the remaining wonders
then pay to take pictures
holding horns of stultifying drink
memories fading in the dusk
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