Anthracite

Made memories
High stakes
Perception games

Battlefield
Of reality

What’s real

Marred ground
Scarred sky

5 armies dug in
All vying to win

Could they

All exist
At the same time
Dead memories
Revive and persist

Remember when
That trench was made
Foxholes bombed out
Flags being waved

Ripped uniforms
Broken swords

And 5 generals
On one battlefield

Fighting for
Their own causes
Over a 5 fronts
In a fabricky field

Of reality

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