Since I haven't been quite faithful to my blog in the last few months, I'm going to write a freestyle poem. as soon as I think of something to write about...
It seems to me that even the most incessant of noises
eventually become something you can't function without.
I wonder how two metal rectangles can make such a racket
when they're so close to my heart,
and why the chain leaves its pattern
in abstract curving lines on my skin.
Do I mind?
Absolutely not.
Because there are few of us
who have the privilege
of wearing Daniel W. Kouns' dog tags.
I can recite everything on the tags from memory.
Name, social security number, blood type
and lack of a religious preference.
I wear them with pride and honor.
December is a long time to wait
but the reward is worth the heartache.
I promised that I'd wait for you
But will you still want me when you come back?
"The stars in the sky
Illuminate below
The light is the sign
That love will guide you home."
-AvA
~marina
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