1917

they say you have to be at least 110 to have lived the great war it is not true i know it is not true i have been there i carry the war within me all the time big disease inherited from my stepgrandfather chalked truce in my lungs encapsulated bacillus that can be traced back to the trenches at pervyze i will die with it

crooked finger
bullet hole
in soldier's cap

we are the true survivors singing heroic songs about the front his name was angel

(11.11.2008)