Shooting stars
From an M16A2
Crawling under
Barb wire
Forest fire
Lit by tracers
from that M60
Fire overhead
Grenade Sims
Booming
Left Right Left
Gritty salivia
Eyelids caked
In filthy sand
Heart a thumping
High crawling
To safety
Burst Fire Cover
Anxious wait
For combat.
Experience
"Satisfied"
Under a field
of inky insulation

But the M60
Was stationed
Didn't swivel
Booms were too far
Apart, the course
Seemed to drag
On Forever
Forever
Forever
Despite it's
Simple task --
Warlike in that regard
At least...
Still somewhat
Dissapointing

Cattle car
To and Fro
Tori on my lips
Katrina's letter
Over my heart
A wish upon a star
Hyped up & motivated
One time war effect.

Drill Sergeants
Became simple
Figures
Silouheted
Standing above
Like a symbolic
Gesture of authority
About to rain down
Upon our K Pots
Still my major thoughts,
"My elbows hurt"...