NIGHT INVASIONS
He trembles beside me in his sleep
And I know
he has returned 'there' again.
Nam, the back-alley abortionist
still refusing to let go,
attempting this insidious surgery
Unfazed, after so many years.
Must his soul itself be aborted
before this nightly invasion will end?
He groans, pours sweat.
tramples once more
through jungled chaotic mazes named
Cong, Napalm, and Orange
Triplets!
No wonder the abortion is so complex
"They are tearing me apart," he shouts.
I roll over and hold him.
My love, the only midwife I know.