The Vision of a Soldier of the Victorious Red Army, Dying

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6’5 Australian TERA-CHAD
Androgenic has flown to U.S and
BONESMASHMAXXED to beat the horning band;
hunt down this Arizonan Galahad
who Holy-Grailed it as an undergrad—
celebrity to online’s ampersand,
from walk of fame to fame’s cold hinterland,
beat down, besieged and starved as Leningrad.
Imagine that, you square-jawed Soviet son:
for this you suffered, froze, ate only dog,
for this they killed the enervated Tsar?
Only to give the century you won
to laborless boys who mog, or do not mog:
you beat the Reich; they birthed Clavicular

One thought on “The Vision of a Soldier of the Victorious Red Army, Dying

  1. Jeff T.'s avatar

    Jacob, I’m sure you saw, but Trump scatted an epic of found poetry in his remarks to the Board of Peace the other day. Fertile ground for your style of lyricism but perhaps a little too easy.

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