by oneiria
(the death card), oneiria, good to see you return to "middle of the road" poetry, this isn't a middle of the road poem. I gave you a solid five. On the down side, this being an ever present danger, it is becoming cliched in expression and sediment. How close is it, well I did give you a five, and I am more mercilessness on cliches than anything else. You did well, expressed strongly. A poet should have an idea where the line is, should push it right to the edge. You did.
Shouldn't it be can't love 'em/can't live without 'em?
I had this image of a young male US Army infantryman on patrol in Kabul that came to a screeching halt when I read "leave."
My earlier comment. I got my cliches confused (no more reading poetry after 2 glasses of wine). Love has nothing to do with it.