A Few War Orders

I wander among misspelled thoughts.

I miss a body

that I can acquaint with solitude.

I'd like to see your silence,

but the words are too far away

to see.

We are left with a few war orders

and a prayer without an addressee.

Before my light-loving shadow

catches me, gather for me a basket

of fresh stars, still green and slightly acidic

constellations.

I swim against the tide of the world,

I order my dreams to line up

for dry bread.

Excuse me. Which road should I take

to get to nearby hell?

The smell of your tears

reminds me of the end of my childhood. 

The warmth of your tears

soothes the insane.

Wake up before it's too late

to fall asleep.

Reviews

[Fairy Khan]

"The warmth of your tears
soothes the insane.
Wake up before it's too late
to fall asleep."

Beautifully written. I feel that it's written from the perspective of an army personnel in a war zone. Wars are never good for any side. They destruct every good ever done!