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On the starboard side
I count the days
Until we reach the city
To fight the war

Fervently hoping
That my father's uniform
Does not mingle with the mud
Before I do

A seagull
It's eyes darker than the ink
On death certificates
Keeps me company
amidst the lavender fields

There I was
Lying wide awake
My vision glazed
My mouth open

A little cloud shaped like a child floats by

A warm touch
Around my mouth
My mouth closed
I don't know, how to breath, now
And I used to think it was me who didn't care............
I wake up
To a blast of warm air

The smell of a dream running far away
Smothers my senses

It moistens my dry eyes and chapped lips
Strangles my fantasy of slumber

My blurred field of vision
Drips into the monotony of everyday life
A green snakeskin
Gathers dust on your shelf

When was it that you became human?

I... don't remember anymore.
Mortified
I stare at the half dead birds
With wings of smoking coals
Fly into igloos made of plastic
And leave a trail of blood
On the blue paper sky

Mortified
I close my eyes
And drift into dreamland
To escape this astronomically nonsensical nightmare
Of a half dead reality.
My left eye is burning
I'm afraid
That I've sneaked glances at the sun
For too long
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