essay: #026: Hell in Sepia

Mirage of sun.
Rises over Middle Eastern desert.
While I drink.
Bleached hues of Jarhead.
Showing, right now.

The futility of war, combat, and ideology.
Boys, living the nightmare.
Of politics.
Of hypocrisy.
Of burnt-out cars.
And emotional wreckage.

And celluloid artisans.
Homage to Apocalypse Now.
And Full Metal Jacket.
Where marines play football.
In latest chemical-warfare masks.
Hummers, same as you see on Sunset.
Scatter like roaches, across foreign sand.
In a place.
We don't belong.

Yes, Sam Mendez.
Hell in sepia.
Showing, right now.


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