120705
23:53 Sargent
Bursting
from the cool shadowed Company office confines came a sickly green
promise a tornado swirling towards my shouting form addressing the
platoon Black as night he was the Company Master Sargent three up
three down Mine safety pinned to a black band three up Two fingers
separated our eyes beginning sotto voce flaming my eyes fixed though
him with my thousand meter stare
did
your
Mother
Teach
YOU
THOSE
WORDS!
Unblinking
I answered him silent seeing through to the horizon in the pregnant
pause a slow grin spread my lips crescendoed slowly the platoon
quietly chortled giggled then guffawed Fortissimo
Flames
smoldered to embers a blush suffused his glaring face so near mine
About face stepping briskly back to his air conditioned lair door
quietly closed his rage gentled
6
. . .
7
then
8
finally
9
minutes
at
94 degrees
92
humidity Fort Dix New Jersey mid-July
About
face at a brace I shouted Dismissed Our Week End pass withdrawn for
dirty barracks not passed I'd promised them they'd do it on their
knees with shoe brushes the next inspection
Sure
she did Had a mouth on her like a trooper in the Beer Hall half past
11
&
even the British Navy in a San Juan whore house
Anytime
anyplace any reason or none at all
amen
bro
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2012 by Jack Spratt All Rights Reserved
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