Residual Effects

I still wake sometimes and reach
For my M16
My heart pounding
A lost memory of someone I just couldn’t save
I dream in waves of sand
And sun
But no ocean
No boardwalk
Nothing to break up the monotony
Of so much anger
So much fear
So much time that was a lifetime
A whole lifetime ago
And still
After so much time has passed
I can’t quite sleep
And if I do
I’m always reaching out
For a weapon
For a radio
For a lifeline
But if instead I reach for you
I’m only reaching for
The person I used to be


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