Take a breath,
Jealous the water...

Floundering arms
Tickle the sky...

She was looking forward,
To the smile he always gave...

Tracing, tracing,
The dribbling horizon...

Weak wings unfold,
In gentle tremble...

From darkness illusion,
To the frail suns trail...

The strike it comes
Between the lenses...

Exploited
Hammered taps...

A silent prayer,
For the soldier...

Suspended reality,
Dangles from the loose ends...

Its payday Judas
Blood money...

These walls
They are ten feet high...