Lou J. Klaiber

SHE WHISPERS TO ME…!

I lay with the sad angels
and the tears
of long ago

… a Woman touching me
and I told her
… NO!

I wanted this whole damn fucking war
to be mine…
mine alone
and deadly with memory
of fire fights and… and…
and……… and.

DEATH is a so!
… so long ago;
Heads dead… legs dead… open dead mouth dead… arms dead…
every fucking dink dead gone… gone………… gone.

I was 25 years old
when I killed them.

Every damn one of them.