Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Untitled (at the moment)--now updated

Return from Viet Nam

You came home with the jungle,
stunk up the kitchen with mumbled stories about
Johnny something, Mikey and Tommyboy,
you, a bone in a t-shirt,
you, rigid as a cut whisker,
you, wrapped around your slurring tongue,
and you, explaining from one side
of your paralyzed face 
how only the strong survive.

Katherine Gotthardt
August 24, 2011
revised August 25

P.S.  I'm not depressed.  Just saying.
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