Cannons Crack

Justin Terosky

I need you to come back soon

the sky begins to turn black

I am crying in the gloom

 

What would I do without you

I ponder that as you pack

I need you to come back soon

 

Outside we hear bullets zoom

You grab your gun from the rack

I am crying in the gloom

 

Perhaps I should leave home too

but not while the cannons crack

I need you to come back soon

 

I feel like I’m in the womb

once I leave, no turning back

I am crying in the gloom

 

An explosion, a smoke plume

Frightened, screaming, you attack

I need you to come back soon

I am crying in the gloom

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