War is sick, 2005

It is finally over

those hours of

repeating bomb curtains

Green and rustic has faded

to bubbling mud pools

Death and decay

are now the rulers of the land

Friend or foe

German or English


blood and shredded


Stumps mark bodies along the paths

And soldiers just passing by


◄ Totes Meer, part 2005


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