Caught in a world of wrong intentions
she trips over a man next to the curb
reading an outdated paper
about a war that never ceased.
She tries to tell him it’s no longer true
gives up right after he kisses her.
The next day she believes the news too
rolls up her truths and follows him
to an alley where everyone lies
dead. She curls up beside them
knows nothing about the fact
that his war was never hers at all.
Against the curb he lies waiting
for another victim to trip across
his graceless world. In the alley,
bodies steam into a cold April morning.