Wednesday, June 11, 2014

Whey Moon Over Kurdistan

Your password written
in aerosol cheese
across the windshield
of a dusty Humvee 
idling in the parking lot 
of a cheap motel
on the outskirts of Houston

The word “TERROR”
spelled out in cheese curls
on the carpeted floor
of an room facing the airport

Top-secret coded messages
stored on microchips
camouflaged as Cheese Nips
in a box on the bedside table

The bathtub filled
with Nacho flavor Doritos
one for every child killed in Baghdad
since the start of the Iraq War

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