"coming home"
A military marked silhouette in transition of light
Perhaps a transitional life; a transmission alike
Opaque beige, red and green openly engaged for space
Adjusting to ways. Civilian life was but a memory away
So distant, but in an instant it was seemingly “same”
subtle convergence
Alarm clock exclaimed
Fatigue mark, though far from the armored cloth that sustained
No, this fatigue was perhaps a lost of the foxtrotting ways
Gone were dusty landscapes of Fort Knox scorching rays
early morning jogs and long walks wearing weights
Now it’s long walk wearing “wait!” As class begins approximately at 8.
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I remember the poplar trees
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