Month: Nov 2023

This land. Hardscrabble. Good for little
save your bones and blood. So kneel,
dig deeper, make ready the pit
for your children. Own this as well.

One hell of a ride over plains
that were cities once, their dust
a home unpeopled, just remains.

Havoc in a heartbeat, slower
and colder now; in the throat,
plosives and gutturals of war,

Systole, diastole: blast
and its answering silence.
In such a moment are they blessed.