At that moment there was a brigade in northern-Iraq
Three battalions+ in Mosul
A squadron+ in Tal’Afar
One platoon in sector, one on standby back at FOB Sykes
Among the ‘us’, my twenty-one strong
Strategically scattered about
Tonight at this OP, shacked-up in a dusty old room
In the southeast corner of the old Ottoman Castle
Were us three.
Us three alone in the dead of night
Awash in the green glow from our night vision
The secretly-restless city beneath night’s black curtain
The AIF will stir.
But until they do it is just use three
With our thoughts, a story or two
And the ghosts of Tal’Afar.