After the wave broke and rolled back
we went to the beach to see what had washed ashore
Broken bottles, broken shells
seaweed draped limp over the sand
crabs scuttling through all the debris
avoiding the spent casings
the bombs we never dropped
and the bombs we did
Darkly blurred photographs of the jungle that swallowed us
and spat us out again broken, maimed
to wander in a desert with eyes of its own
that watch us, waiting for us to draw near
ready to take hold of the holes in our minds
carved out by everything we left behind in the jungle
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Whoever’s running this simulation needs to do major software update.
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The Light is On 
6 responses to “After the Wave”
Great write. re-posted here: https://grumpysgiftspoetry.org/2020/09/03/the-same-song-mitchell-david-ring-the-light-is-on/
Thanks again and stay well.
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Much appreciated, thank you! Hope you’re well (: cheers
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Mitch this is beautifully written. The tales of war. What is left behind can not be measured.
Have a blessed day my friend. Love 💕 Joni
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Thank you Joni (: you as well!
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Yeah, the game play is really unbalanced but the graphics are incredible!
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