XVI - Reworked

XVI

Time
yet time
again
to war—
is war—
time
moonlight
serene
fragile barricade
sounds
still sweetly
the echo
time begins
this way
is war(or)
how it all
began
to state
on fallen
grass fields
barracks
bones
bushels of tin
brokered
real estate
word spells
location
in a locomotive
box car beautiful
the trees
and snowy
pines pinned
myth tongue
to this work
as work
or weather
owning signs
possibly
like a finger
crossing
throat.