poetry by j matthew waters

Show and Tell in America

I didn’t expect anyone to believe me
so I kept lying about how many
men I had killed in the desert

My hands were as steady as my
steely eyes as I pretended
to be discharging my sidearm at some
goon I called Grover

When the bullets ran out I hunched
down and quickly reloaded

I could tell some of the kids
were disinterested but most
were raising their hands enthusiastically
pelting me with naive questions
as I was hauled away like some
common criminal void of any rights

december two thousand fourteen
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2 thoughts on “Show and Tell in America

  1. The truth of killing is a burden indeed… and coming back is never a victory..

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