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gun squad

gun squad

we were death

wandering the hills.

pieces of puzzles

out of time and place.

we were worlds lost

beyond

sound and sense,

stumblings on ridge lines

looking for something

to ****

we were empty-eyed

birds of prey,

locked to earth

under the weight of packs

and guns

and ammunition,

trying to find wings

that would fly us home.

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Published: Jul 23, 2010
LinesWords: 1960

Notes: I was an M-60 machine gunner with the Ninth Marines in South Vietnam, 1968

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