Monday, June 27, 2016

Matt Borczon writes

Military town

the air
smells of
diesel and
coal dust
just off
the highway
and even
at rush hour
this town
feels empty
as I
cross the
road looking
for a meal
and anyplace
less lonely
on a military
away from home

some days
I hate
this uniform
it reminds me
of how
far away
my family
and I
are from
who I
used to
be back

before the
war stole
my optimism
my energy
my faith
most of
my kindness
all of myself

and left me
full of
and the smell
of blood I
still can’t
wash off

left me
here or
home or
alone or
in formation

standing  like
a ghost in
service dress

Tall SoldiersTall Soldiers -- Kazuya Akimoto

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