"Nothing but her Name"


The Sharp suck of the intake

gasping for breath

The Harsh hiss of the radio

clawing for sound

The Deafening echo in my head

of foolish memories

Everything about last year repeating

repeating without rest

I thought I was rid of it

rid of her name

But whenever I'm alone

it comes again

Like the choking rumble of the engine

with which I am acquainted

I have no screaming streaming shells

or rattling returning rifles

I have no dead parents to remember

all my siblings are alive

I have nothing of worth to worry of

except a name

Her name