VIET
NAM TOUR
Count them, 365 days. Each day I've looked for To make the year shorter, To make the days fewer. Like
and
many before me many yet to endure, to twist time.
I've tried
invisible
hour
that silent glass.
That indifferent jailer who holds the key to mortal cell.
And
way
like
To warp and bend and
a
still
I
sit
and
my
wait.
jim goff
