Bound

“You ever squeeze a puppy till it yelps?”

“Man why you ask me questions like that?”

“You see we’re here in this fox hole and we’re fixin’ to die and this fucking waiting binds me up. And when I get bound up, sometimes I squeeze a puppy.”

The air was damp and heavy and sank into their gear and weighed them down. The weight of the war and the air was too much for anyone.

“We ain’t got no fucking puppies!”

“I can’t breathe in here anymore man. I’m bound and I’m dead and I’m not human anymore.”

Silence split the difference between them.

“Do you know what I’ve done!?”