All Is Not Well

All is not well, my friend

Pinned down in this muddy trench

I can’t feel my legs, my arms, or my head

I smell the gas coming with its awful stench

As the masked enemy cheer

From across the battlefield

They crawl on the mud, I hear

Their taunts grow louder and ever weird

My comrades scramble and swim

In pools of blood and our sins

They wonder aloud, choking in this grim

Why are we here, fighting for tins?

I struggle to keep it all

My insides from spilling out

I wish to scream

But I no longer have clout

Will you help a brother

Or a stranger thereabout?

Even knowing my deeds, if ever

Offer a hand, without a doubt?

Do we have a flag left to wave

Before their numbers overwhelm our gaze?

Do we have fears left to stave

Before they arrive with guns all ablaze?

This awful death has come for us all

This I can comprehend

Help has not answered our call

So I close my eyes and pray for an ignoble end

Cold Embrace

I see a streak in the sky

Coming down from on high

Is it a rainbow?

Or a trick of the light?

What is that bright light on the horizon?

What is that rumble shaking the ground?

Is it a new day coming?

Or the end of our time?

I feel the warmth on my skin

The blinding light on my eyes

Come sit next to me, my darling

Let’s hold hands so together we shall die

Will they see our love in the ashes

In the fatal history of our last moment?

Once the heat gives way to a forever winter

Will they find warmth in our cold embrace?

clog

pie

it's only junk food if you eat it

a flower for my love

happy holidays

from the archives of CAD history

the fallen

yellow

suckers

 

no air left

happy jack

sweethearts

the unavoidable intersection

old face

waiting

turned on

peligro biológico

wear your lead-lined clothes