the naked liberty of daylight

With timidness propinquity leads to redemption only among the early of heart,
there was no banter among the shellwall dispensation velvet brushes
where soldiers rehearsed their roles for the evening’s theatre that promised final lines
mostly within the architecture of the public remorse, death and catwalks like flames
For their special property of freedom […] freedom from the constraints of naked liberty,
freedom from the dreamy women with guns in their pockets, no more tactical restraints
that could belong to just anyone, no, they are only for these maligned soldiers, seeking truth
in combat wells of personal satisfaction where no progressive survives, no feminist lives,
where no utopian marxist will survive to forty years […] if there is the future, they will
not name this after a night, but the crimes carried out in open daylight, for all to see