Run
From an other-wise-sane perspective
that russian bastard darn near killed me
they called him the “dark lord”
put him in charge of our veterans
i was confessing everything
but
my name, rank, and serial number
cum to think of it
they got that, too
in the top floor
the tower
five floors up … i was retching
hoping to get mercy from a med nurse that looked
more like a convict
like the parolees
took over the mental asylums ……………… where
they house
our veterans.
i ran in circles
in the yard
converted the gangs
spouted poetry
a behavioral center
(they house our veterans)
i never want to go back.
PS: if we have charges set to open
the medertiranian i humbly suggest
we fire them