I will look at the night sky
and dream.
- m.j.m
Thursday, August 23, 2018
Monday, August 20, 2018
Friday, March 2, 2018
Far From Home
The only things these eyes do see
are white walls and desert sand,
and the question lingers: of which one
is worse, and the resolution settles on
both.
Then I think about Turner,
Then I think about Turner,
about the tourniquet he wore...
I think about how “the lord” saved
him,
and how I had failed him,
and then I really think... about “the
lord”,
and try to ask him about the great men,
brave men, who were blown to bits
on a battlefield far from home,
left in foreign sands to die alone,
and the only thing I receive is
silence.
And then I punch that god damn white
wall,
until the only thing that remains,
is bloodied desert sand.
Saturday, February 24, 2018
Sorry
I didn't think I'd feel any pity,
but all I could think about
was the half-drank cup of coffee
that you thought you would return to,
and pity smiled and danced with me.
- m.j.m
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