Can openers
P-thirty-Eights
and otherwise,
radios
left to,
bastard files
left to me,
an adz and a broken
straight razor
of undetermined
destination.
Green ammo boxes
with eighty years
of non-weaponry,
six broken watches,
a small reel to reel,
the kodak,
with the bellows,
grandpas GI photo,
or an uncle.
He wasn’t in the war,
any of them.
Eighteen-eighty-six
I guess he missed the big one.
Nineteen-two, the other
grandpa missed, too.
We all missed the wars, my dad,
my brother, me
not one damn bit, either,
left to.
Published on March 28, 2017 15:04