Sunday, April 11, 2010

A Poem

Vietnam, me love you long time. All day, all night, me love you long time.

"Delta One-Niner, this is Alpha patrol. We are on the northeast face of hill Seven-Zero-Five and taking fire, I repeat, taking fire. Immediate air assistance required on the fucking double. Can you confirm?"

Radio static.

"I say again, this is Alpha patrol and we are taking fire. Immediate air assistance required. Can you confirm? We are taking fire. Please confirm. We are... Incoming, incoming!"

Boom.

"...Medic!"

Dropping acid on the Mekong Delta, smoking grass through a rifle barrel, flying on a helicopter with opera blasting out of loudspeakers, tracer fire and paddy field scenery, the smell of napalm in the morning.

Long time.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of death, I will fear no evil, for my name is Richard. I was born in 1974.

-Alex Garland, "The Beach"

5 comments:

Kenneth Johnson aka Sebastien Penn said...

interesting poem

wow, long time no post, bro

Anonymous said...

Nice to see that you are still on line here.
I just loved to explore your site and was hoping that you be able to post something again.

Please... do...
JiEL, Montréal, Canada

gman7157 said...

One of my favorites -- thanks for posting & great to have you back!

gman7157 said...

One of my favorites --

GREAT to have you back!

Greg

Anonymous said...

missed you