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War Readiness

by Lucas Shepherd
 
On my general’s base
Are many drone pilots.
 
I go to prepare for them
Six New Generation Heaters
 
Capable of 400,000 BTU output
On their highest setting.
 
Behold, I stand at the door
Of the secure compound
 
With my mechanic’s hands that
Reek of JP-8 and silicon grease
 
And radio for permission to enter.
Verily, verily, I say unto you
 
Killing time is a terrible joke.
I light a pilot’s smoke and they
 
Thank me for the warmth. Soon
They return inside and I am left
 
Alone. We are all just a little
Less guilty than our fellow man.
 
If it were not so,
I would’ve told you.
 
 
 
 

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