Sunday, January 2, 2011

recycled firearms

a perfect moment
my vision circling to meet
a violent swing towards me
thick metal stock
tasting my teeth

that circle of vision, surrounding
shattering explosion of tooth
solitary spurt, slow arc of blood
greased metal on my tongue
sounding hollow

the world rushes back in
half as loud
twice as far away
i am forever changed

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1 comment:

  1. Adam Fisher / fisher kingJanuary 3, 2011 at 11:48 PM

    i've removed all the preposterous prepositions and conjunctions since posting; while they provided a military sense, they didn't feel right.

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