stars and stripes

2nd lieutenant
commissioned officer of the United States Army
or for short call him commy
an indifferent nation’s browneyed hero
on his way to Fort GodKnowsWhere
when he got there they looked him over greedily
They said
If you want to die, hurry and sign-up.


—I say, darling, did you hear what The President had to say?
—No; —really I didn’t…
—Well it was marvelous!

 “And I will not kiss your fabulous fucking flag!”

Courage and boots crunch with simultaneous sound:   _CRUNCH_                    
                                                                                   CRUNCH

where the line equals perception.
and statistics don’t lie they’re just
defunct
Still—
i stand on the boundary and my mind is black with suspicion;
i was moving through London and i saw the pigeons
but failed to hear their rumours of war
until i saw the flag on the back of his whitetruckallamerican
Hecalledmehesaidbabydontcry

i saw a rag lying in the dusty dirt road for me to dry my eyes:
i noticed it had

Stars
!                    
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!                                      And
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Stripes
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goodbye!ohgoodbyedarling!goodbye!


and what i wanted to say is,
I already know about You Mister Death…



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