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To a soldier I once knew

 

He was nothing to me

If only an object of disdain

Needy

Greedy

But gentle too

Loving and lying oozed

Like bloodied battle wounds

Lost and longing for something unknown

Overt Camouflage among verticals among verticals

Very strange indeed

He spoke of Lions, Liaisons

Was bitter and cynical

dishonored, mocked, Violating

Yet laughing all the time

Barriers extending beyond language

Still I never cared to ask

Why did he hurt so badly?

I guess it doesn’t matter now

I’m sorry too

Uzi Submachine Gun

If peace is what you’re after

At last I hope you’ll rest

 

Comments

 

sarah said:

I love it.

January 27, 2008 1:01 PM