Killing

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KILLING

By JCSTREET © 2004

Why is it at once so hard and
yet so easy to kill, men
rounding the Horn in a fret
of misery and drizzle, and
living to tell the tale, yet
a single Teflon® coated bullet
shaved slightly on one side to encourage
tumbling in air
whirligigs through the viscera like
a Hell-spawned enema
leaving only empty space

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twelveoonetwelveoonealmost 20 years ago
Hell-spawned enema

technical question: why would anyone take a teflon bullet and make a tumbler out of it, it seems it would defeat the purpose of teflon penetration.

Otherwise perfect, Hell-spawned enema is a great phrase, didn't you use that as a comment on one of my submissions? LOL

echoes_sechoes_salmost 20 years ago
Shooting

right through the heart of the matter, point blank. Very poignant and sharp.

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 20 years ago
drizzle

"rounding the Horn in a fret

of misery and drizzle,"

I love how this sounds

misery and drizzle

it will stick in my head

hope it doesn't show up in my poem in ten years

tungtied2utungtied2ualmost 20 years ago
Specialization

Another example of if you're going to do something, do it thoroughly. Thanks JC

TathagataTathagataalmost 20 years ago
this

"tumbling in air

whirligigs through the viscera like

a Hell-spawned enema

leaving only empty space"

Is brilliant.

You're a wonderful poet Sir

I'm glad to be able to read your work here.

Thank you

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