Casualty

Oil despoiled copius wasteland

blued black razor wire thin edge

petal crushed poppy undertones

guzzling Chardonnay grappling iron

lung slaughter whitewash

Crostini Cabal’s mandibular crank

turning imaginary windmills

Blow blow blow the men down

a hand rocking to the Luddite loom

pulleys unravel loosely life’s

twill worsted tweedyheist threads

shanked blanket hoodiehooks

crocheted new look fashion branded

news eye spies in the sky

Chaos

Looking down on us

peak viewing boho bigotry ministry

blagged somatic zither seeds

broadcast to wilder wind furrows

trenching tool burrows

callous expendable youth

the sorrow of mudlarks

buried full fathom below

But how would we know?

The first casualty

As ever in War

Is the Truth

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Aeschylus — ‘In war, truth is the first casualty.’

Thank you for reading, Sea😘

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