The horror, the horror of Iraq, in poetry

Here, Bullet

If a body is what you want,

then here is bone and gristle and flesh.

Here is the clavicle-snapped wish,

the aorta’s opened valves, the leap

thought makes at the synaptic gap.

[…] —The horror, the horror of Iraq, in poetry (SF Gate.com)

Fascinating reading.

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