Soldiers during wartime become different men.

Already in satiated, amongst misanthropic
soldiers dance entropic
sardonic fingers feel out the place
dripping drops splashing
spreading, loitering basins
mixing maximum dealt aims
treading uncertainty, chasm darkening
stairs glide stealthily, slithering askew
hence and forth, beaconing sounds
tumbling throughout the place
mask of silence, guided fearless and setting
aside weak furies

Ever-mindful of approaching
places and times, events
and occurrences
sandwiched between realities of
underneath, and the clear lucidity
of day, branching onwards
in each moment, trapped indeterminately
in an equidistant state
taking dream time in the mix
salute decency reflecting
onwards, recoiling never
lassitude prevents recurrences
manufactured cog, reared in steel
erasing instants
faces swept askance
features disfigured, already broken
and adapted to climates
of careless rage and blood-gluttony
wondering what she will be doing
when the time is right

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