Torn

Maybe if we had met

When we were in another life

As cats

Perhaps

This projectile

Gives me peace

If only I could

Break all ties that bind

Or if I had the worldliness

Of some Unknowing tourist

Your cousin lost an eye

I’ve lost my wits

Fighting a dictatorship

From within

Free Syria, Libya, Egypt-

Everyone rise and fail better

Fear in every facet

I knew she was complicit