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soldier's whore (whore's soldier)
Never fall in love.
that’s the first rule of a roughshod soldier; his bride is
war, & gut–ripped enemy corpses are the seeds he plants.
we go where the bosses send us, to vanquish insurgents &
secure villages for the fortune of the commanders. after
the murdering, our reward is a hot meal, raw cachaca, &
a fine whore to fuck.
in a noisy saloon, I saw Sierra through the smoke. she
struggled in the arms of a drunken pig as he chewed her
neck & groped her tits. I pushed him away & made her
dance with me.
the gypsy band played their accordions & fiddles; we sang
old songs & danced the lurid steps of a tango. she held me
closely, in thanks, I suppose, for rescuing her. she was soft &
seductive in my embrace. in her hair, the scent of a rare
flower that I had no name for.
later, in her room, we made haste to remove our uniforms:
fatigues of a soldier & peasant dress of a whore (she did not
remove the chain from which hung a medal of Magdalene,
her patron saint.)
as the moon sailed the ocean of the sky, we passed the night
touching each other, kissing, finding the most exquisite
cadences of sex…
just after dawn, the bugle would call us to reveille. I dressed
in somber silence, imagining that the illusion of love had
dissipated with the sun.
I turned to Sierra to say goodbye. tears dropped, unashamed,
from her pretty eyes. ‘come back to me,’ she said. I’d never
heard those words from a woman before, & a pain pierced me
as no bullet ever could.
we marched off to the killing fields, the same as any other
battle. but this time, I bore a heavy & amorous weight:
I carried her heart with me…
(Art: Evgen Bavcar)
Published 11th Jan 2016
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11th Jan 2016 8:37pm
Beautiful. Poldarkian, if I may say so. I loved it and that it is part of my reading list. The last verse was stunning, particularly, and the third.
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11th Jan 2016 9:46pm
11th Jan 2016 9:56pm
It's a shame that those at the sharp end of the spear are doomed to bring pain to themselves as well as their enemies. Let's bring back the draft and let the whiners share the reality of the soldier
11th Jan 2016 10:47pm
What a splendid scribe ...love the ending..you do this flawlessly..I really enjoyed!!!
12th Jan 2016 2:48am
ooh geez.. Sigh! A true alpha male,,, that one hurt. Wish i could bookmark...Feelin your words tonight, Sir Blues. - the pic is haunting... - blue angel
12th Jan 2016 8:50am
Oh John that evoked a great memories of a girl in South America so many years ago. Loved it mate you tell a splendid tale.
12th Jan 2016 4:12pm
This was pretty awesome. I love the gritty feel of everything, the way you told the story. The introspective language of the piece came off as unfiltered and genuine resulting in a deeper user experience. Great write.
12th Jan 2016 4:35pm
Beautiful JohnFeddeler ... your words are woven into a poetic dance, bringing this to life ... a sad, but beautiful ending ...
13th Jan 2016 2:35am
"I dressed in somber silence, imagining that the illusion of love had
dissipated with the sun. "
My favourite line in this poem. Very sad but all the more joyous to read. A well depicted one night stand. One of those nights that leave a memory to relay in your mind for what may seem like an eternity.
dissipated with the sun. "
My favourite line in this poem. Very sad but all the more joyous to read. A well depicted one night stand. One of those nights that leave a memory to relay in your mind for what may seem like an eternity.
14th Jan 2016 00:16am
Wonderful ink sir john as always... Love the title and poem deffinately!!!
15th Jan 2016 00:34am
Gem...of a poem! A beaut work of art, could easily be strecthed to a full length movie..in short a book shrunk in a poem. Now that is A.R.T!!!
17th Jan 2016 2:38am
6th Jul 2016 6:59am
Amazingly written.So much in fact,that I wonder whatever became of them in the end.All the ladies love a good tear-jerker,as do I.Nice.
