Poetry

the only jewelry i wear

small shard of metal brazed 
on a stainless steel chain, 
122mm rocket shrapnel, not quite 
a trapezoid, dug out of a post 
where it lodged one night, 10" 
from my head while i slept, 
more a trapezium, same 
shrapnel that killed michael, other 
side of our hooch, quadrilateral 
with no parallel sides, size 
of a c-ration lima bean maybe

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