in killeen ..
morning shines pale
. .trees foliate coldly. .
rivers flowing there.
.quietly and surreptitiously
..men head with mottled clothes. .
to fort hood camp. .
stuffing their guns with remaining bullet of last night ..
then morning trumpet announces. .
The war is over. .
wives at homes. .
still living in a dream of yesterday. .
leave the door wide open. .
may desire to pass a coincidence. .
night comes in killeen. .
heavy and dark. .
I am sleepless. .
.. watching who will knock at the door
©almurib
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