Poetry: Artillery Ecstasy
“Artillery Ecstasy”
9:50 AM 4/4/2011
I can see the pain
As it races away
I can see its tail
Between its legsBut I know it’ll be back
At the end of the day
I’ve taken the war
Against my self to
A new levelI’ve enlisted aid
In the form of
Artillery
To shell myself
In the bunker
CoweringWhere is the day
Breaking overhead
I can’t see myself
Through the smoke
I’m shelling myself
Cowering underground
Waiting for daybreakWill I fight my own war
Waged against myself
Or will I recruit allies
Or mercenaries
To fight my own fight
Or lose to myselfWho wins when I fight
Myself?
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