it occurred to me that i haven't seen a beautiful girl in a while. i see pretty ones sometimes.
and bombshells occassionally,

and i have to nurse myself back, from limb to the same limb. and i miss the sorry adrenaline of flying over landmines, the narrow rush of the mortar, the longing for no-man's-land...to be dumbstruck with such luck as a war bride's effort; putting my will to shame, she sends me off home short a lock of my hair and the pieces of shrapnel long matured in my head.

how could i have ever beheld your beauty?

my hands, they were blown off long ago.
Last edited by somewhat_here at Mar 28, 2008,
I really liked this. The whole "bombshell" thing leading into the war-zone analogy. Clever stuff.

I'm not sure about the word "sends," though - did you mean to put, like, "sending?" That would probably fit the tense better. Since you've got "putting" there. I dunno, just a thought.
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