Lou J. Klaiber

… IN MY HEAD

I dream that I am young again.

Silly damn… dream!

ChiCom grenades poppin fuses
and sticks turnin’ in the air… like a damn flare!

I’m just Diddy-Boppin in my old head,
‘bout an old Hawk made of wood and steel.

… and a whetstone curved into it………so sharp,
and the need of a curve under the head,

and a hollow steel head knocker on the back!

Silence!

No one remembers what we said.
No one remembers
the Vietnam Tomahawk!

I Do!