Sunday, July 5, 2009

target

the mantra turning over in my brain
"fuck you, bitch! fuck you, bitch!"
making my blood roil
and the intensity builds

my eyes go from theirs
to the point of attack
action will follow this line

and deep in my core
it generates and erupts

bull's eye

the fragment of air is unsettled
but my partner is safe

the aim was true
it was the target, slightly removed
a little bit off of reality

where i want to be
with my energy shooting past
to a place beyond
the original one i envisioned

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