| Theories
of Limited War
The voices
penetrate each other,
fill each other with sperm,
honey, sugar, blood, wine,
smoke ... sometimes a voice
will die, sometimes a voice
will surrender and become the slave
of another ... some of the voices
were men once, soldiers, priests,
lovers, children, now they climb
on top of each other, higher and higher,
the preparations continued in the sky,
and in the lulls you hear broken breath
and whispers, mercy, and the great voice
chanting the news: the day,
the hour, the second,
why the war will never be declared.
--D.
Nurkse
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© 1992 by Free Lunch Arts Alliance
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