Night Watch

Bellied down

Alert

Head cocked

On crossed arms

I struggle to stay

Awake

Count your breaths

Your clenching fists

The miles your feet run

Towards that bunker

Below

our sheets

Jacqueline Murray Loring

http://capecodwriters.net

poetry

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