A Warm Cup of War

As the suicide bomber detonates himself at a roadside check I wait for my coffee machine's light to turn green and beep Carnage unfolds after all bits of shrapnel finish their courses I add my spoonful of local honey to suppress my allergies One of homeopathic medicine's simplest of analogies Gunnery Sargent Patton's mind lays out in the desert's hot sun I watch the milk swirl as it is added in contrast to coffee black Corpsman Green drags himself to the moans of Private Daily I blow the steam away as it rises from my most favored mug The warmth is as savored as the aroma, as my cold hands hug Private Daily's leg was removed when the Humvee separated I have woken up an hour late and will be reprimanded for it Green's tourniquet above Daily's bloody nub does not hold My boss is younger than I am and was hired by his cousin Indignation's towards him have now exceed multiple dozen Daily dies looking into the eyes of Green who gets sniped I watch out the window as a light snow falls to the ground Green's head hits sand and lands on a chunk of Patton's brain Inclement weather is the beast of burden that haunts commuting My Hummer H2 idles in traffic as it is perpetually polluting