Remembering Michael Cloutier

Burying a Best Friend on the 4th of July

There died a myriad

And of the best among them

For an old bitch gone in the teeth

For a botched civilization

Some quick to arm

Some for adventure

Some from fear of weakness

Some from fear of censure

Some for love of Slaughter,

in imagination, learning later…

Some in fear, learning love of slaughter

Died Some, pro patria

Non “dulce” non “et decorum.”

-Ezra Pound

O ha…