Sometimes
I wake up
feeling lethal
after old war
nightmares.
To sooth myself
I slowly
sharpen
my K-Bar.
Weird, but
the motion
drives away
the toxic
memories.
Sometimes,
it takes a knife
to **** a dream.
~mce
A k-bar is a legendary Marine killing knife. I took mine from dead friendly at An Loc. Seven inches of cold steel. A very reassuring object to keep at hand.
