Half Drunk Muse Poetry

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Smoking Fucking Junk

Phil flew medical
evac choppers for
a year
in
NAM. & three times enemy fire
brought him down
crashing
to
the ground.
but he gets such a laugh
out of it today
such a roaring head back mouth wide open
laugh
every time he
explains how these
beautiful
monster machines became
6 million dollar piles of
smoking fucking junk.
he laughs, he says,
because the government lost all
that money but we
know he laughs because he cheated
death & because
the damn things were empty

Submitted by Michael Estabrook Published in Summer 2004

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Half Drunk Muse was one of the first poetry ezines. It was founded in 1999 and ceased publication in 2006.

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