Tuesday, April 8, 2008

to a dog lost

'to a dog lost'


In bleak light his flickering eyes
kick through the smoke
watchful legs appraise the carpet
of death beneath

my brain speaks the gibberish
of the kids back home
the taste of 'what if' a bubblegum
of thoughts in my mouth

his nose can hear the footsteps
of death
my ears can smell the warning
in his bark
hark hark
the explosion

within

a flame,a candle
what dog handler
could handle
hollowed by
a landmine
was a dog's
grave/..
/original/z.g.



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