for or againt?

amy Lipman

Us with our
Legs
We swing them
Wide
We are walking armies

Sleeping fleets, reserves and coal
If we let it decompose
The air between our fingers
Best used for holding onto days
Days when we live
We’ll have ourselves some man power, boys

If you’d like a love
She’s just a moat
To cross in morning
Arsenals, my boy,
Can’t sleep
They’d break
All of the goddamn triggers
If everything were
Right
Only defeated men
Admit fault