I.
Breathe in…breathe out, ah fuck!
Ok, ok…I’ll be ok…it must be a hundred
twenty-five…why do I, feel so cold.
“You know you shouldn’t have come here,
it was just your politicians sending you on
wild goose chase as you Americans say.”
II.
Wait a minute, lizards don’t talk, what the!
Breathe in breathe out, breathe in breathe out,
I got cottonmouth real bad, fuck!
“Pussy American, I once marched a thousand leagues
gravely wounded, no food, and I drank my own
blood and urine! Got anymore Jolly Ranchers?”
III.
Shut the fuck up Alexander! Dam it! Can’t you see
I’m in pain here, and great conquerors, don’t beg
for candy, and when was the last time you bathed!
I’d give my left nut to be in a one of those seedy
hotel bars in Kabul right now sucking down
a cold Heineken…oh God.
IV.
“Sergeant Donnelly, sergeant Donnelly…”
Hey, fucking lizard, I never told you my name!
“Ok then, let’s give him another bag of Lactated Ringers and
a little something extra to help him get some good sleep,
he’s been through hell.”
Silver trophy winner
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