Captains fight & die
Burnish mint bronzechests, foreheads
knock 'em into the altar
Spill lifeblood on the floral
garland
Dye peplos
hug trees
As last cloudy words
Splash
unctuous rock
Cacophony.
"Son, sift that soul
Through the gate
See you in the shades one day."
Mom, I tried
to preserve it
couldn't do a thing when the flash
flood came
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