Wednesday, April 8, 2009

NaPoWriMo

Animal

I knew how to release the safety, cock
and pull the trigger in singular
fluid motion.
I knew to put the butt of my
rifle between my shoulder blade
to brace myself against the backfire.

If he chose to lunge at me once more,
I'd drop him dead in midair. This ain't
no bush and I want be preyed upon no more.

PAD

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