Bullet! Bullet! Sing, I strike…
Day and night, remains
your embrace,

hot and keen,
licks the chest open
Bullet! Bullet! The air is yours…
Stolen

as you trail by.
Bullet! Bullet! Bullet!
My little sun, rise red on the skin;

you never set.
Bullet! Bullet! Light of the world,
you adorn the rich and

the poor,

your touch is destined to
all.
Bullet! Bullet! by my side you abide.
I hear!
Your moan encrusts

streets and fields and

brush
Bullet, lead us, we pray… Lead us

to the plowing
ground.
Bullet! Bullet You, Wraith!
Haunt the soul ’til dry
and I will find you
resting quiet

near the wall of stone…
… a bullet and the bone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Photo: David NEFF ~High-Speed Bullet Art