poetry by j matthew waters

singing the dead march song

they busted the enemy
into bits & pieces
piling some into stacks
tossing others into bins
boy soldiers starting fires
in the alleyways & the woods
talking amongst themselves
how peace is a 60/40 proposition

cabinet makers started putting
out heart-shaped boxes
sold to the military at below cost

they say the casualties
have declined since the rising
of the blue moon
a pseudo cease-fire
a sleight of hand opening
& closing once colorful eyes
burial goers breaking out in song

may two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “singing the dead march song

  1. This poem hits you. The woods have been talking and are still talking, but there is no peace in many parts of the world.

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