Hidden fragments, surface now
One more time for the record
2013 Philippsburg Confederate graves
Are uncovered, throwing new light on
This 19th century conflict, sparking a repeat
These southern spectres were disease ridden, dusty, organic
Our words return in patterns
Our minds, encapsulating time
Gregoror, satiated walking through' capitol
Stumbles on two thousand dead Thai monks in SS uniforms
Then fled to Hotel Bloedel, outside Nuremberg
A long way south, to a reasonable smell of death
Hidden figments, surface now
One more time for the record