Jake's Flea Market

it never comes out the way it went in


at the black eagle yesterday i met

at the black eagle yesterday i met
a mercenary named kehrin

a soldier amputated
below the knee down to a beggar

a deserving beggar
amputated from a cruel career down
to holding his hand out for a kindness

he brought old reports from
ghent abandoned by the dutch
starved by the spaniard

i bought tankards of beer
for him to make the old news new


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