Bitter ice crystals form twixt fingers,
fingers webbed, amphibian- my still form
holds my garand silent. I am a gum tree-
pray let me stay rooted to the ground,
frozen entrails of those given flight,
decorate the trees like christmas morning.
frozen blood, black, blue and red,
all shades of man's inhumanity glisten
like dewdrops. Night falls.
It's raining again. Snow drifts sleepily,
illuminated blue and red, bright stars
which fall for a moment, and die-
Dirt rain, ash and upturned soil,
strikes my helmet like the hail of
early spring.














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