Tuesday, August 7

Rahim, the Iraqi

They hit me then - ripped my limbs apart,
Kicked me in the groins and tore my hair off.
They pulled me from my skin and they shot me in my knees.
With a melting iron they hole-d my ribs:
Still sizzling in my blood, they scooped my eyeballs with it.
My spine - they snapped it endlessly with the cold butts of their hot guns.
My teeth - they pulled them out with their dust-tasting wrench and,
Left my mouth a gaping hole gurgling warm black.

And then ?
Then they blew me to smithereens.