Two Poems by Matt Borczon

Going

My orders
were written
and all
the gear
I need
is in a
duffle bag
by my
door I
will fly
to Philly
bus to
Fort Dix
and work
in a
makeshift
hospital
in NYC
while I
am there
who knows
what I
will do
treat the
sick and
pray for
the souls
of the
dead and
wonder
about 100
years from
now when
all this
is just
a fairytale
about death
becoming
a person
who takes
the form
of a
bat to
fly across
the world
killing everyone
the next
generations
story of
the witch
that eats
children.

____________

Quarantine

 

For 2
weeks I
watch a
construction
crew build
a parking
ramp outside
a hotel
room I
am not
allowed
to leave

and I
think it
is good
that someone
is building
something
because after
deployments to
Afghanistan
in2010 and
New York
on 2020

I need
to see
something
come up
from the
ground instead
of the
other way
around

One Response to “Two Poems by Matt Borczon”

  1. priscampbell Says:

    Matt, absolutely wonderful poems,as yours always are.

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