he was haunted

he was younghe didnt know any better

he took counsel of his unclesthey should have

Fear

it dictatesinforms

is fallacious

                                but not that he knew

older now he saw

he saw phantomsthe dead   in the tops of trees inside the leaves when the wind blew

he heard them whispering in prairie grassestheir destructed bodies hinted in the moving shadows an swalewhispered from the wakes on trembling ponds and lakes

screaming fullthroated from river dams an falling raw falls smashing on the rocks at their feet

hauntedtheir memories smoking out of bodycavities from their broken porcelain skulls

an drifting up the nightwalls of alleys crawling on buildings faces

 

smearedgrotesquely slithering down his bedroom wallshiding his face in his armsshuttering his eyes with his hands

haunted

they didnt tell him        that

but then they fought something existential

he foughtbecause he was put up to itEither  Or 

  

coerced by his country

1403,  Saturday,  5 12. 15

listening to Desiderii Marginis  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iOVxOqaZkG8