Thursday, March 6, 2008

War.

I am embarrased
at the thought of war
the intention of war
let alone
battling you

It came down
to you and
me
to rumble
in that dirt

brandishing our swords
killing light in our eyes
only to find
we replace each other

I am embarassed
at your nerve
to pull me into this
end

We're in too deep
what are we
waiting for?