The Last Morning
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Teutonic
blackened frames,
sick wistful horses
their teutonic bear heraldry;
black rain's courses
through some mudded history
and those sad
hills, all those same
trees thick with the wind
all those same soldiers
soaked with the sound
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