January 11, 2013

Poetry

Without Consideration

Michael Miller

I never imagined the bodies of

Dead Marines; the blood and dirt

Carefully wiped away, the wounds

Cleaned, sutured, before they were

Placed in caskets and escorted

For burial in Texas, Vermont, Missouri.

I never considered lying lifeless

In a casket, in Dress Blues,

A flag presented to my mother.

—Michael Miller

 

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Michael Miller writes poetry.

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