27.i.22
756
3.27
reflecting for a remembrance shrine
stand by the lantern
like in a dream
in front of the big gate
blur now
Invasion Day
Holocaust Day
one thing and another
shall we mention
Palestine
Hiroshima
Srebenica
Rwanda
our two shadows as one
your lips
when we are marching in the mud and cold
on this day
here’s hate
with the gun
and the cases, the shoes
all piled
and we’ll clear them out of the way
make day bright
surely tomorrow you’ll feel
blue above and the garden goes
breathe a sigh
room to stretch
built all of this ourselves
such as all call evil
but far beyond that now
remember when we were vermin
chased along with a broom
what pleasantries
the golden classics of those days!
blue bird over
and don’t sit under
don’t go walking down
insignia! the arrows!
the poison and the blankets
a chimney just for bones
no, not a single soul but me
and built all
of this out of bricks and steel
built it all
from money
the thousand
years death
I’ll wait for
you, the whole night through
often dig
your own grave
from silence,
when the late mists turn
not until I come marching home
they’re touchy bastards
whose families we’ve murdered
you’d think we’d done it all to them
you’d think they’d hearts like ours
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