Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Love is the Escape

“Call it in.”
his sneer
the catalyst
convoluting discord
dishonor of the uniform

“Call it in.”
her smirk
the touch
mated souls joining
sweet secret hauled into light

“Call it in.”
his outrage
the struggle
judgment of human err
rule in lieu of what’s right

“Call it in.”
their absence
the search is on
consequence sought
against one of their own

“Call it in.”
“Yes, sir.
Two bodies,
no American ties
burned together, inseparable.”

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