by Ron Cervero
I gave mouth to mouth to a soldier,
that didn't have a face
Just raw bloody meat
Eyes out of sockets,
and hanging off to the side
No one knows or cares
what I saw at the rim of hell
Not dismembered
It's my mind that haunts me --
~
Copyright © 2007 - Ron Cervero
Published: 9/20/07 · Author's Page · Next Poem