We all get one very stupid fucking lieutenant (7/13/2018) - At one point, we each of us get one very stupid fucking lieutenant. The unreachable one. The unteachable one. The Continue reading → “Never trust the Indig“ (The Highlander) (11/14/2017) - In Korea there was Ajima and her Slickee Boys. Ajima was a jerk-dried cuttlefish of a old woman. Ajima boiled Continue reading → wdp: Infants are just targets in tutus (9/3/2017) - And as all us veterans know Infants are just targets in tutus. wdp: Who will think of the little shits? (9/3/2017) - Well, then there’re the children. See, there's Little Johnny, and if not you, sure not me. Who will think of Continue reading → wdp: Key my car? (8/13/2017) - Really? Key my car? That’s for infants. And as all us veterans know Infants are just targets in tutus wdp: That’s GI Joe’s GI Tract, Johnny (8/12/2017) - “Hey, Little Johnny, Finger his beard Pull his GI Joe string Sounds cool to hear the echo in ‘is guts Continue reading → wdp: Augur the grounding rod, children (8/11/2017) - jes' like that The General o your'n We'll bend you end-over-end for several ends fer weeks on end. Word is Continue reading → wdp: Choose yer poison, son, (8/11/2017) - I’m gonna give: AIDS your grand-son Zika your grand-daughter Ebola A terrible fall Your call. I know a guy. Choose Continue reading → And that, my friend, is why our god invented PTSD (8/10/2017) - Do you really think you’re the most fucked-up veteran in this park right now? Really? Key my car? That’s for infants. Continue reading → The Highlander wuz Kurtz, Colonel, Commanding (12/26/2016) - My Colonel Kurtz’ was Colonel Highlander — a larger-than-life bull of an Infantry officer who was my battalion commander in Continue reading → He became a walkin’, talking’ fragmentation grenade (12/26/2016) - once Highlander starts to sense you believe in him, he’ll do something to make you hate him … all in Continue reading → En route Port Au Prince (11/21/2016) - je suis un soldat . . . je me suis viens d’etats unis sur un avion preparee a se lancer Continue reading → Eating Apples in Port-Au-Prince (11/21/2016) - je suis la fille d’une mere voyagee . . . je suis la fille d’une pere plus tot voyagee . Continue reading → His heart is a sun-dried unseeded gourd (11/16/2016) - Dog on Jet-Propulsion-Road, Fort Irwin California, June 1991 (11/16/2016) - “Shit on this, motherfuck that,” Run across this his deranged land No belly-crawling tits No licky-tongue puppy His heart Continue reading → Tampons in the shitters (10/26/2016) - [ Day 8 of 3-month training exercise w Army boats on Onslow Beach, USMC Camp LeJeune, NC. ] S-3: “S-4!” Continue reading → Buckaroo Banzai and I (9/4/2016) - Army buddy Zoom-Zoom Mat’s’da ( pronounced mazda he swore ), he was aka “Buckaroo Banzai”, and me, “Doogie Howser, O/C”, Continue reading → Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles sunbathing in San Clemente (9/4/2016) - On that San Clemente, hillside, my aery-headed Mitty grandfather tended his remuda. His motion-sensor’d cavalry of decapitated vacuum-cleaner-motor deer-spookers had Continue reading → We flew their hearts (4/17/2015) - your sons marched past, singing songs o spite they were sparrows at a bullfight they said “good night” we put Continue reading → They said shoot him in the face (3/31/2015) - My final net call Zero-four Stand-to at the L-D, The bad the ugly took the radio trumpet The tracer rounds, Continue reading → Sackbutt’s egret explodes into the sky (2/14/2015) - that were a flotsam-smelling, hermit-crab jump zone, and her red peppers shriveled on the roof he piss this n pepper that, say ” it Continue reading → These boots slip in the heel (7/20/2014) - snap n bite might makes right the fuck, the midflight target in sight bowline on a bight dog at a Continue reading → Why chase fear when (7/13/2014) - war not got me speed not sped me through air not felled nor failed nor reserved and fell not out Continue reading → Shit on a shingle (7/11/2014) - the girls in their summer dresses they sing they strut they swing and mingle the pretty soldiers shorn of tresses are Continue reading → Green can of red smoke (7/10/2014) - captain, my captain yours was a heart kept in a green can of red smoke. jack, dog Your bolt extractor eyes (7/10/2014) - captain, look at me your bolt extractor eyes jack, dog jack, dog, awakes (my sky fall down) (7/10/2014) - my sky collapsed like a continent my voice broke in that thin air before you up-seen, then carbine-down those Continue reading → jack, dog, speaks at the captain’s funeral (7/10/2014) - them heathen took you, my captain, yes you, my captain my commander, my every thing my only thing yes, you, Continue reading → For every soldier left my command a broken glass (7/10/2014) - for every soldier left my command a broken glass there is a bird that waits in a mountain pass nazareth Continue reading → jack, dog, dust (7/10/2014) - if only i knew that table rock that saddle gap i would lie me there until i too, turn to air Continue reading → His jumpseat letter (7/10/2014) - burn me on a bier of wood from my father’s shotgun shack from the bones of his broken back sleep one Continue reading → Letter to the colonel (You are not your sword) (7/6/2014) - There are dead men to tuck in bed You could go too. ———-::——— You were right. You were not as Continue reading → army word otro (7/6/2014) - grenade sumpcateyesstack & swivelsucking chest woundheat roundball ammohigh n tightflowbietits-upsucking hind titall assholes & elbowsbloused bootsranger tabdrophealth & welfare inspectionlowcrawlbeat Continue reading → Expendables, durables (7/6/2014) - their are expendables, there are durablesand only hand signatures in between Life in the wilderness without women (7/6/2014) - one bought brass for shaving pencils, and orange paper;painful to be in silence were those days desert wore cotton gloves Continue reading → Sackbutt, son-less son (7/6/2014) - his sister under that dismal swamp she make boats n she make kids his brother in dat cold colds water Continue reading → Maybe get off a shot (6/29/2014) - poof-poof-poof o them amphetamine chinks them eyes a-wide all speed-addled pad-pad-pad down the riverbed rot night-blind and ammo-saddled with rice Continue reading → Combat multipliers (6/29/2014) - there is the headspace there is the timing the pursue the fear in every place: “ soldier , multiple calibres are combat Continue reading → Sackbutt in the DMZ … be no children (6/29/2014) - he got a bee-sting woman with her overgrowed eggs a-rot two feet down in a kimchi pot The de-militarized zone, korea (6/29/2014) - the z’s gone for poaching now and the guardposts where we used, smoke the ambush sites we used to sweat Continue reading → 11th Trans Battalion reunion, Sackbutt at sea (6/29/2014) - Now we walk the bone-crunching beach The wind, the sunset, the turn to face away The ships at moor in Continue reading → San’piper gots to kill its own goat (6/29/2014) - Then that god-fearin’ no-count cunt of a toadstool Go puddle-jumpingOn the stegosaurus heads, them storm-tossed crabs And them san’pipers is Continue reading → Her red peppers (6/29/2014) - she cook up a big dinner so i hears, her red peppers dun shriveled on the roof they lights up Continue reading → Combat multipliers (5/19/2014) - pursues fear everywhere, all around, all over except in the headspace & timing: multiple calibres measure combat multipliers we have Continue reading → Erik, they are fast (5/19/2014) - the spurring, the cropping, the cursing, the neck-wrenching the barnfire screams from soft muzzles with big teeth on orange carrots Continue reading → Sergeant, they want the watering (5/19/2014) - there was a violence to the maintenance (“he used the wrench as a hammer”) of the berms (“he Continue reading → Stand at, Ease! (5/11/2014) - soldier, find your leaning rest ” stand at , ease ” npo What kind of colonel is this … ? (The Twice-Death of Colonel Highlander) (5/11/2014) - Dreamskunk 200402270444 The Twice-Death of Colonel Highlander In Korea In the city, in seoul . . . under corrugated tin Continue reading → I would be king of korea (9/18/2013) - I would be king left with a dog and a bowl of kimchi cheese-sliced non-dairy that camp of “two beers Continue reading → One bought brass for shaving pencils, and orange paper (9/18/2013) - fearing the suffering one bought brass for shaving pencils, and orange paper; positively painful the silence in the desert wearing Continue reading → Against show tunes and pinafores (9/18/2013) - each ride’s a suicide un petit mort of petites fours and inside petty wars against show tunes and pinafores against Continue reading → Chattering like magpies (9/1/2013) - Chattering like magpiesWorking for our supperMeeting renowned thinkersReading of Stalin and Turks and Ottomans withCassowary’s disemboweling the unawareAnd lieutenants in Continue reading → Market bombed (9/1/2013) - Any anonIn anywhere marketFlour is sold and traders bickerDoctors they run for shelter. Youssef of the Bekaa (9/1/2013) - I have a daughter Up in the mountains you see I didn’t want her She only guesses at me She Continue reading → Sergeant says (9/1/2013) - sergeant says“i am the light fading out … your nation needs you” oh former ranger so good at yer joband Continue reading → Blare of aux in the Smokers Den (6/1/2013) - one bought brass for shaving pencils, and orange paper; wearing cotton gloves and kevlar lids and green wool socks and Continue reading → At least it was natural causes (4/6/2013) - Come on, cancerThe lack the will the fade to smile The lack the not the killThe peer the pressure The Continue reading → The hup the two the three (4/6/2013) - The hup The two The three The fower The go to town The get you a whore The D The Continue reading → To lie with dogs dead as logs (11/14/2012) - While we shuffle out the blast We shovel out the last Our ashes the swine of the faeces in the Continue reading → Say you drive out past the light-line at Fort Irwin (9/17/2012) - say you drive out past the light-line take an orange out of a chest of ice and place it in Continue reading → The dog by the captain’s coffin (9/16/2012) - the dog by the captain’s coffin it is time them heathen took my captain, yes him, my captain the commander, my every Continue reading → Port-Au-Prince, Haiti, 1994 (8/14/2012) - While we shuffle out the blastWe shovel out the lastOur ashes the swine of the faeces in the kerosene burnsWe Continue reading → Christmas Mass 2011 :: Monsignor, Mosquito (12/25/2011) - (midnight mass in maryland) Down amongst the pews,After the unruly brown childrenThe collapsed heap of stones in tweedIl Monsignor put Continue reading → Upon Reading Kathis Favorite Poem (9/23/2011) - and the violence to the maintenance (“he used the wrench as a hammer”) of the berms (“he got Continue reading → n.p.o (9/20/2011) - JoeMy intentions are honorable.Jay npo cloverleaving through the nightcleaving unto what’s rightseething is disbelieving x ” they chickens Continue reading → Veterans Day (9/11/2011) - one’s sinister beard no substitute for hateone’s nice tie no solace for the being late for the luncheon where the Continue reading → Sackbutt, friend to horseshoe crabs (6/6/2011) - <> you know that some flotsam-smelling, hermit crab dive zone << now why Major Tom gowan marry up some asian Continue reading →
