They say
Love grows
When the fear of death
Looms.
They say
Courage looms
When the fear
Of never loving again
Disappears
In the smell of the enemy
Who crushes us so much
We can only fight.
Love and courage grow together
When the flesh is rawest
And the spirit charged
And distorted within the nightmare
We see the possibility
Of a future.
it’s one a.m. and I feel wistful
the kitten warms my feet
so very peaceful.
must shake these silly feelings.
shake.rattle.roll.
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