Dull Colours

stripped down hunter version
painted matt black all over
no black box tech
just a pilot and a gun sight

dodging from cloud waiting to nail you
lightweight aerial killer
even then 20 tons of metal
5 lighter than her sisters

three dimensional sky dance 
this pilot knows all the tricks
his jet is a ballerina
nothing he can't do with it

by hand and eye alone
beating anyone and anything
god's own pilot
no co-pilot needed

dark painted killer
aggressor trainer plane
early build version non combat capable
today the pilot flew

took his black jet to battle
he claimed an indian su30 
and an italian typhoon
flying by feel and 6 dials

old skool like boelcke or ball
old air skills 120 years ago
do whatever it takes
shoot them in the back

unseen kill
but if seen
turn into the attack
fly right at him

line up and fire
don't ever flinch or you die
always fly and fight to win
even in a damaged jet

if ramming your enemy gets a kill
do it and do not blink
if you die we will remember you
aggressor pilot in a stripped down f35


from *ucking Upside Down In a Blazing Avro Manchester Bomber – Poems from My Life and More 

Nick Armbrister
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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