in me an enemy
increasing enmity
a line in my head
discharging weaponry
verily, verily
heresy and verity
hands bloodied
clutching desperately
in trenches wearily
painted garishly
lines are primed
last charge for clarity
the heavenlies
and the devilries
on toll the bells
in belfries
but there will be
no treaties of peace
one side must die
for swords to sheath

-m.p. 09/13/2016