reading about parody, at the moment, and seeing the state of things in the world,, decided to move onto parodying futurist militarism, justifying fascistic poetry with the military. here is my last poem in the self eliding mode i was working on
shadowing
verge cusp line begin crossed
war, have break, have double
corpse nod as if a brother. I,
contrite candour, amaze, mar.