Khe Sanh (Round 2)

Let's workshop this poem about US soldiers afflicted by the tormenting strains of the Vietnam War, and the disturbing barbarities those strains permit them to commit in hysterical conscience

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Khe Sanh

Nerves frazzled sleepless
at the prospect of being
the next brother 

blown to bits, ready
to vent anxiety 
wherever you can—easier

it is to tantrum, perhaps
in perverse protest
of war: groping 

village vulvas, jab-jabbing 
knives in hysterics
at their piss-puddle fruit.

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