In a bomb shelter turned bar we prayed
We angered and waved for some other way
Counting hands for specifics throughout the rounds
It was dark the way we thought we liked it
No one stood on tables and fevered
There was no pledge for only the fight
We questioned the stories we were given
We rearranged plans on hospital sheets
Progress is real as machine and it sledges on
We remembered the windows and traced the lines
Fingers to glass, moisture numbing the yellow
Our drinks a stability between our fading thumbs
Lincoln’s head filled with whiskey, we laughed
We fight the real war, we fight the real fight
I’ve never been to Gettysburg but I’ve seen the signs
And so I pictured a soldier smiling as the trying died
Sameness is a uniquely random human lie
And children rebel against time so we put the lights out
The night is for doubt, in ourselves and our escape
And for doubt’s sake we better keep the lie alive
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