Formations

An empty island welcomes the tide. But soldiers emerge in formation Deployed with purpose, they plot the land. And forget the sea that washe...

An empty island




welcomes the tide.




But soldiers emerge in formation




Deployed with purpose, they plot the land.




And forget the sea




that washes

and freezes over them.

Will they be forgotten too?













Not tonight











For they resurface with belly aches.





And lace themselves to what they know - memories and formations





But not tonight :)



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