Saturday, August 1, 2009

Anyone Died

anyone died in a rat-and-bone town
(with up so floating many shells down)
fourteen fifteen seven-and-eight
he fought his didn't he killed his did

Soldiers and boys(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
guns bombs wire pain

Generals guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
fourteen fifteen seven-and-eight)
that noone killed him in the war

when by now and gas by shells
She laughed his joy she cried his grief
Fight by fall and dawn by death
anyone's war was peace to her

someones murdered their everyones
birthed their dyings and did their dance
(sleep wake fight and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream

guns bombs wire pain
(and only the poppies begin to explain
how generals are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many shells down)

one day anyone rose i guess
(and noone followed in his rank)
busy folk scurried and fled in fear
bone by bone and brain by brain

tooth by tooth and groan by groan
and more by more they walk their dead
noone and anyone, death by undead
war by zombies and if by no.

Soldiers and boys(both bone and meat)
fourteen fifteen seven-and-eight
reaped their sowing and went their came
guns bombs wire pain

1 comment:

  1. So, is there going to be any more of these? It seems you've abandoned it. Well, don't abandon it through lack of interest, please, for at least one person is still interested.