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
