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I’m running naked as the sky
the fields, the crops overgrown
sweat beads no more deliberately formed
on a wrinkled forehead so tired
of looking to see the road ahead
having abided by every law, I’ve marching
for days and nights, one by one like leaves of fall
they fell until no one was left on the tree I still smell my sergeant’s guts my uniform camouflaged with blood of friends and foes, nectar mixed so intoxicating that I lost my head the wearied boots, the pair of gloom I can’t recall which belonged to whom I stripped them bare I thought they’d need no shoes to go to hell the rancid flesh in my sack can’t recall whose animal was that I found it cooked already by a shell and weirdly reddish water from that well I had to drink or slowly perish vampirism has never been conspicuous canines would grow inside your mind.

I’m running naked as the sky
bound by the fog of war, the smoke, the stars
I had none to define me so I’m everywhere
I am everyone like a big blank canvas
no one would stop to star…