That War was a real puncher;
Red dirt all the Summer
I saw Hell in the arm of a chain
Pillow your blown hand there
Heaven has forbidden chasing
As my Foot screams, blue-black swellings
Quotes of the Bible are sounding dumber
So my Hands Handshake each other
Shaking hands and Cutting Arms
A Fence strung together and damed
The armposts go slack and angle
Companion them with Leeches to wiggle
Why, the ground is a Body complete!
Each blade of grass-hair ?
Sap-eyes scatterd and glaring
A Hog sticking out, yelping
The rain kickеd up, with handchop
Light kerosene gold honеy crap sacks
Quickly found my blood Sister
Lay face on the ground Forever
Until I woke up later, circling
To find glass-stored Summer
The rain yelled out for a Doctor
So I ran to put a Leech on ?
Buried in the ground
Entire American legs;
Fingers coarse-mouthing
Plugging at Blood in vain
Mud window strip abandoned me
My arms move through
The Wing blows breathing
Happy bellow, punch like a mule;
Tear clouds in half by the ?
The War changed me now
Mountained me this Summer
100 arms, 10 legs and ling green-haired
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