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Herman Shorts

Herman Shorts

war fatigue

so, i’m in this
spiritual war.
maybe you aren’t,
but i am.
many great losses
later, i’ve learned
a little
of the enemy’s tactics
but it is more unfolding
my own nature
which is crucial
because apparently
it always wins
in the end, so
bring on the end.
this shit
is exhausting.

(2014)

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