Tell Azrael To Look Me Up In Somme Poem by Sebastian Priotese

Tell Azrael To Look Me Up In Somme



Oh God,
I am everywhere.
The horrors of partiality.
I don't think I'm dead, though:
I'm in too many pieces for death
to have its effect. Tell Azrael
to look me up in Somme - to ask the specters
which of them mistook a projectile for
a falling star and didn't have
time to make a wish. And wish him
good luck.

Thursday, January 5, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,war
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