on the wall
of the tunnels dug deep
beneath the earth
and listen
to the terrorist commanders
talking
while they hide in
the sewers
below the day care center.
debating one another
about their
crazy blood lust
decisions
to murder, behead people,
kidnap, burn children
alive,
and rape.
jeez, i'm having second thoughts now,
one says,
wiping dried hummus off his face.
maybe we shouldn't
have started this war.
maybe we went
a little too far,
don't you think?
we should have thought
this through
a little more.
it's been six months
of nothing but us getting
bombed and running
in retreat.
this place is rubble now.
and what knucklehead had the idea
to film it all for the world
to see?
pass me some crackers
and peanut butter,
would you, i'm starving.
what day this is? what week?
my phone is dead.
i can't wait to take a shower
and get out
of this place.
anyone know where we
can get a white flag?
please raise your hand
if anyone here
has a clean white pillowcase,
or a reasonable pair of boxer shorts,
or a sheet?
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