Agains, Again

I got those agains, again.
No wonder agains, again.
The story agains, again.
The ending agains, again.

That ending agains, again
Inflicts its agains, again.
All losers agains, again.
Infernal agains, again.

What to do?
What not to see?
Who to admit?
Who not admit?

What counts as war, my friend;
From: What counts as war – my friend;
From what counts as war; to
War.

The winning – over.
My friend.

All winners lost,
    again.

All over
    again.

Agains, sent

Arcing high
    my friend,

In sake of death,
    again.

The tortured shape
    again.

Boarding trains –
    again.

“Unmanned”
And manned,

Against some child,
    my friend.

All falling
And pieces.
    No end.

Again. and
    Again. And
          Again – again.

Paweł Grajnert is a writer and filmmaker working in Poland and the US.