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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Of Mars

I sing of warfare and a man at war- Virgil

give me my friends back
from the claws of someone else’s god
on battlegrounds in states
even the poles shy from
this isn’t an ethnic thing
in the markets and brothels
or worldbanks of problematic conceptions
there are all sorts of mistruths
about nomadic shepherds
and the first war
it was wednesday and he took my
gi joe and i am pissed
and confused what to do with the ghost
you must avenge your father

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