I would have gladly
Chipped a tooth for you,
Lifted my head
In the dead piles
To cry for you
Through the skin steamed air
Not seeing you
But I would have
Gladly
Lost my tongue for you.
Tore.
Churned.
Huffed out loud
In the dark
Nest for you.
A home and fence
At the mess
Of sea
And sunless.
For you
I would have
Loved
Like I know you would care
I know you would crane
Through the unfiltered air.
So I stood for you
I stood in the march
The greed beaten tanned
Burned
Paraded scorch.
I felt my face
Cave
Before you
As I shouted
Words of need
Kneeded for you
And on my knees
My white turned red
My surrender eyes
Rendered no defence.
And on my stomache
I pleaded to you
Told you what I, what I
Would do
For you.
But still
The beat
Of your category feet
And the blooding sticks
Over my head
Roared in pain
I shouted your name
But your number
Deafened you.