forest morning

the prod of a boot near the face a giant boot stands on you till you wake 'first light..stand to' 'first light..stand to' still wrapped in your own body heat so much so that the smooth part caused sweat at your feet dew anaesthetic COLD knife places itself on your exposed face cloudedbr ain still heavy, your heart a SlOw pace the noise of the empty cold silence is disturbing the pit in your stomach starts once again moving the deathly cold steel of your rifle the deathly c old s low s you down 'get your shit together,we move in figures five'