MILITIA.

i once heard a learned man say

the armies of the Lord would have

the drummers march up front.

they would guide in siren's song

a blade by requiem's hand.

wave by wave

to certain demise.

so where do you think

all the screamers go?

(padding on the hill

everyone chose to die on!)

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the drummers all die while the lead singers cower in back...
the screamers in the audience bear witness.
Very interesting piece here.
I like the abstractness of this poem.
j.