Requiem

The radio played
long into the night
we sat there high
in dim candle-light
semi-conscious
in a Smokey haze
the only hiding place
we could forget the days

Not much was said
wasn't much to say
we tried to reason out
the dying faze
the bunker was a grave
for the good God Damned
where we buried ourselves
with the ghosts of Nam

Boon....11/16/03