8/27/11

Aim

his aim was unaffected by the heavy breathing

he lay on his stomach arms propping a gun

butt imbeded in his shoulder firmly

peering through the scope a monster arises

the moment of justice and responsibility

through training he learned the best methods

squeezing the trigger with constant pressure

the scope revealed the removal of another



It's Still Last Night

  This orange juice tastes funny. Where's all my money? Thought it'd be more sunny. Wonder what time it is. Clock says eight thirty ...