Day Dreams

Matthew Borczon

sometimes
the blinding
sun is
too much
too bright
too daylight
too much
room for
memories
between the
trees

I should
be fishing
or hunting
beach glass
reading to
my youngest
working on
a tan
instead of
scanning the
perimeter
again and
wondering
why they
send me
this far
from the
hospital past
the overflow
hospital out
to the
air base
without a
gun or
a radio
wondering what
I’m supposed
to do
if I
see the
enemy

wondering what
I will
do after
the war
wondering
if the
marine they
operated on
today will
live to
see tomorrow
wondering
if without
legs he’ll
even want
to

wondering
how my
nightmares
got into
my daydreams
and wondering
how long
until sundown
not because
I think
I’ll sleep
but because
in the
dark you
can look
like anyone
even the
man I
used to
be.


Issue 1 : Fall, 2016