Friday, December 8, 2006

ALL QUIET crop and cut peom

The attack has come
Into the horror
Pitch dark
Field with terror

My heart thumps
Tired faces
Tears run down
The blunt edge
Lie in wait
The earth booms
Shattered souls
We are deadened

An explosion sounds
So abruptly
Daggers of flame
The earth bursts

We do not think
We lie helpless
I remain quiet
The dead lie unburied

It is chilly
A dark, deep sleep
The torturing image
My body collapses


Army report: all is quiet

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