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59 Cavalry We were going into deep forest. We carried each a cross. We were told to take no luggage, leave our fire for the moths. They rode their black horses. We trudged through the snow. They were smoking and drinking hot whiskey from their flasks. We carried their violins on our backs. No food. We marked paths of water on our wrists and drank from them. Licked each other’s hair. Sang down the dusk. We waltzed for them by moonlight as they played their cold fiddles. Caught a doe in the canyon when she came down gleaming. Caught a doe and made sweet winter rolls with her meat. We fed them her blood. They gave us their guns. We played their violins and they danced for us— danced in the cave among the clean gnawed bones. 60 We fed them her heart sliced into coins. Our hair like a rope we loaded their carts for the river under the river where hunters go. We left them to drown beneath the icy stars. ...

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