Terry D. Sutherland

A CONCRETE HOME

IWVPA Double Tap Award for War Poetry: February 15, 2009
Awarded: February 15, 2009
A concrete grotto was his home
No mailing address; no telephone
His only meal was Dago Red
Sometimes a slice of stale bread

His home under the interstate
No drinking glass or dinner plate
Only a bottle in a paper sack
A dirty field jacket on his back

Folded neatly, an American Flag
Protected some with a plastic bag
The flag is the pillow under his head
A dirty blanket makes his bed

His own company he prefers
Never was a his and hers
Was the war that changed him some
It was the memory he was running from

He can run but he can’t hide
Someday he’ll escape to the other side
Until that day it’s Dago Red
And a dirty blanket for a bed