I place in a poem what I lost today


all of my happiness all of my hopes

a barbed wire appeared around my throat

its edges encircled me like chains of steel

though this is a metaphor and I cry

like a Dove when war makes its presence felt

the sounds of its terror and its madness

as heaven becomes itself a new hell

the mouth of the sky pulls itself back booms

the horizon a throat and tongue vomit

a bomb screams its unwillingness, volting,

while standing to assist is the warlord

he mounts on a Cyclops tamed as a man

the chimera they form is a monster

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