Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Death's Marionette

Death's Marionette

The explosion tossed him like a rag doll
He danced in the air
Like death’s marionette
Slow motion gravity
Settled him to the ground
His face a shredded bloody mask
Eyeless sockets gazing nowhere
Gray white flecks of brain and bone
Circled his head like a halo




2 comments:

Nevine said...

These are images that would haunt anyone for life. No wonder there is such a thing as PTSD... But even that is a superficial diagnosis... I think.

And I do think you should collect all of your Vietnam writings and put them into a book, just as you wrote them... unorganized... helter skelter. It adds to the chaos of the reality you must have experienced. There are so many publications about Vietnam, but not much that is like this. And let me tell you this... there is nothing "technical manual" about what you've written here. Nothing at all.

Nevine

Pat Tillett said...

Thanks Nevine...
I think that's a good idea, but I have no idea how to go about it!

I wish I would have posted the Vietnam stuff later, when I had more readers...

Thanks again for the nice words!