cornflower's armor for sleep pt.2

by Steven Kenworthy

foxholes house new and oldborn believers
my bedframe the best
warscene you might never see again
the constant sandeyes bunker battle
beauty queen olive green goodbyes


worn out - tonight i'll sleep with innocence
dressed up as "that was way too close"
hollow shells clink at your feet
beautiful girl
with your fancy brunette emotional artillery


with a single down pillow
i roll over to only myself and a scripted staple
in times new roman font
you'll be somewhere
hypothetically incoming around me, (i can feel you)


if i was to act the part of Hey Unfaithful
i could see & hear
bullets whizzing, blazing not by
but through my head in this drama
triumphant songwriting has me hunkered down


in act II but not pretending
having real feelings inside a real tested torso
scared to death of demolition
shrapnel never looked so runway
model or not i've taken a pretty role


Author's Note: & breathing. becoming

Posted on 04/05/2006
Copyright © 2020 Steven Kenworthy

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christina Bruno on 04/06/06 at 12:34 AM

fabulous my dear. i love your shock work and the elaboration

Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/12/06 at 10:01 PM

Hi Steven. This is great, and reads like an edgy lament, but that's just me. Nice work; I think a high mark, even.

Posted by A. Paige White on 12/13/07 at 05:07 AM

This is definitely not a lullabye. But it is wonderful. Really timely for me to read it after the recent headlines. Stick to your guns and crosses, Steven. Never give up. The fatigues of this warzone WON'T last forever. Thank you Jesus.

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