Keith Inman - Greg: Corps of Engineers, Afghanistan

It was a mean
while, and fuckin’ warm, 

as we swarmed
a pact-racket of battle-hungry
rag-tag, mis-fits

when it all kettles
into sky.

~

Breath rattled,
I pulls Vincent through his cloud 

flak-jack torn, back
behind a mud clump wall

as bullets
holed the air.