urge to reconsider

A coward and not for the first time, 
with a sense of deja vu––
The bending of time around 
corners he hoped to forget,
The ultimate suffering of nonending.

There never was an ease with 
the pack, he recalls,
The fangs of human intensity 
were not reconsidered,
He stepped back from the edge 
more times than 
he could remember. 

Uneasy truce between twin 
warriorspeak embers-- 
Latent contrition,
Enshrinement in another's halls--
Huddled around PC campfires
observing all kinds of real neglect.