Jacob Andrew Jarman Poems

a single shot whistled by
a single soldier falls and dies
a single silence shatters in
as he falls bone from skin
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You smile at me
with your tired eyes
you hold me close
your words are wise
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I look at you, a shell
a desolate memory of what you once were
the holes in your skin
fuel your demise
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The heat strikes my face
scornful, violent
the flame roars, screams
falls silent
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Consume, Conform, obey.
Don't speak.
Don't argue
Don't stray
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i slip in and out of this state
confused, shaking in my own concious
moving from hot to cold
weak to strong
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the lover lies he bites his tongue
blood flows to show his wrong
feeling the flood overpower
controlling, sour
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