YOU’VE BEEN HERE BEFORE, AND WE’VE NEVER BEEN THE SAME

Static in the eye,
Revenge in the attic—
Shot down in Nam
And still collecting residuals.

A loaded word like “reckoning”
Has you praying for rain,
For faith—
You’re not those, are you?

Choking instructions:
The skull didn’t miss a trick;
Last in line for first aid—
They like it that you don’t know.