Dennis Lovelace, Collateral Damage

Dennis Lovelace

Vacant, lifeless, bloodshot eyes stare back at me
Day old stubble flecked gray
Hands trembling, head splitting
Fighting the urge to heave
I hate my life

Truth is, I don’t know
The horrors of war
I’m one of the men back here
Delivering the dreaded telegram
Seeing strong fathers become broken men
The tears of the mothers, wives’
Screams of anguish
Fuck me, I need a drink
I really hate my job.

Bio: Dennis Lovelace lives in Hickory, NC

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