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
Posted by Aurisor at 9:30 PM

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