guns as romantic
hand fill
if every time
before sabre..

then a rock
before we hid
today lily
pontificate not..

take us back to
the virginal earth
cooling..
brings back with a bump

too many guns..tooo many
if i had a purple cherry
for every gun shot on
television..

what a pathetic metaphor
still,to be fair
i killed a blackbird once
with an air gun..

and i have been plagued by
them ever since
so what happens if you ****
a man..

some are quiet ok
and others not
brilliant
and that illustrates

how different are we
lily..
i shot a song bird
this has scarred me

is it time for the caves
i would not
if on a saturday night
or  in the dark

open country
surely
well all be sorry
by first light..