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a golden light through the farmer’s window
a song from the war as i pass under the abandoned railway bridge
a field of rape rising up from behind the young hedges
none of it touches me
i am breathing scars in my brain
my heart is useless
it is so worn out i can’t walk in it!
papa would you love me if i befriended your god;
and mama would you ask how i am if you were not dying?
there is no road kill from somerset to dorset tonight
but they’re all dead in tanjungkarang
the wind is waiting, i suppose
nothing am i fearing