Poem-A-Day #26 : Sous le Feu de la Guerre

Sous le Feu de la Guerre

The sun was in my eyes - that is the first thing

The song on the radio was about war - but not this current one

I was thinking about an essay on sudden horrific intrusion and about how easy it would be to just drive the car into oncoming traffic - that moment when you're standing on a balcony and want to jump

Sunsets do that weird lens flare thing like sci fi movies - I've never seen a green flash but I know it's out there

What about driving a car into the Grand Canyon

There's mountains within mountains somewhere - they might even be ancient - you would be forgiven if you begin to suspect that one climbs Everest to try to die

There's a second thing you should know -

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I love Reisling

She’s flirting with me and I am getting paid to smile at her.
I’m sure she loves Reisling. I pour her the glass of Skoures.

Mmmmmmmm

I’m waiting for a schoolgirl giggle. She is trying so hard.
What pushes, on a Sunday night, a grown woman to this?

She leaves two dollars and wanders into the room. She is
alone with a laptop working in a corner.

This is all suddenly sad as hell. I think I will pour myself
some whiskey. I grab the nearest bottle and it is vodka.

And there it is.