Poppies

I'll bet that rag-tag bunch of men
and boys
had wished they were wading through
fields of red poppies,
instead of mud.
So that when their flesh was strewn through the air
like wayward petals,
the euphoric smell might have
numbed the pain.

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/9r1azb/autopsy_of_a_rose/e8ej796/
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