He wants an Army

I echo Alcuin's comments.....and would also add I believe this is outstanding writing.....wish I would have written.....wish I could have written it......"I curled into the warmth of his terrible mathematics"....."I can't have children and he wants an army/ we fight everyday/ and make love twice"......and the whole friggin "coated in whiskey" stanza......this is a great poem to read on the way out the door to vacation.....inspiration to write.....Kat