Think about a battlefield
eleven miles wide
think about the blood and horseshit
that soaks into the ground
and how fertile that plain will be the following year
The peasants will plant corn and barley
to share with one another
The following year
during harvest season
another battle will enrich more soil
I hope someone reminded the peasants
to wash their crops well.
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Funny what history does to one's writing (see. transatlantic railroad story without an ending).
this seems familiar
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