I scrub drums for no man
HBO war blog

I'll help you carry the load
I'll carry you in my arms
The kiss of the snow
The crescent moon above us
Our blood is cold
And we're alone
but I'm alone with you

© everlark

Joe Toye and George Luz for Sshiftypowers

For poets’ tearful fooling/Men, gaps for filling/Losses, who might have fought/Longer; but no one bothers. - Wilfred Owen