(c) LGC Leo G Campbell 1/5/2021 3/14/2015
Just Noise, Boy
Just Noise, Boy
Got My Cap, Am Tugging
At My ForeLock, But…
No Joy-
My Bloodied Leg, About… Lost
A Foot At Least, And Toes-
Th’ “Great War” Woes-
So Went The Battle, The War
Well
Kept Score- In Flesh, Ya
It Got Colder, The Snows Blew
Winter’d Me, So Through-
Though I Could
Finally See Again- As
Snows Melted,
My Rotted, Shrivel’d Leg, Abandoned,
Simply… Fell Off, And Shorted Me-
Stumped To Th’ Battle Cry, Th’ Tune,
Passed Into Th’ Fog… Of War…
Even
The Mist, Is Imagined,
Very Well
A Good, A Great Way To
Tune Up, To Declare, To Say,
And DeClaim-
Th’ Tuned, Croon’d, Melodied
Remembered Words
Remain, Still Pictured Clear
My Diminished, Heightened
Enlightened Mind I
Say Keen-
Just Noise, Boy
No Joy… Here
In HellHole # …
1918
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