Field Ration

Drinking heavy water

Breathing fresh airforce

Wearing livery and leave

Defeating the defeated

Plummeting plaguing

Lifting off liplocking

Losing lost losses

And finding them all atonce

And not losing liquids

And not donating money or blood

Since everyone's a crook

And you're not on their side

Rather to await the future

Eyes wide open

Presently Avidan David

Decrees himself to forget

And himself recalls

Two millennia across

And reanimates frail

Eyes drowsy bloodshot

And drinks pellucid water

And breathes distant deepspace

And witnesses lovely and lucid

Life without order or law

And then they converse awhile

In their own tongue