Red, Red
patriotism
woo and wile
the hearts into torpid
loyalty.
The screen floats by in
black and white
perfection,
lithe specimens
march with Stalin
marquis
of glossy okayness and hungry
pearl sneer
to slop glitter on the war.
Red, Red
Teleological ripping
from kin
to save
the children
from their mothers’ ignorance
so shave
their heads and mold
them
into skinny saluters.
Sedatives rhythming in
little hearts,
animal transformation
to one
unthinking mind
fluid and dreamy
and full of resolve.
Hunger means nothing
to a tranquilized
stomach.
Adrenaline then measured
over weeks
into morphine
into the newborn almost
robots,
scared and prepared.
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