Hushed Gore
Hushed Gore
The forest deep carries the biggest gunners
Those who do the most damage
That you remember the most and worst
The school bully who nobody could master
The boxer that no opponent beat
The soldier who loved to fight
The woman who stepped on men
These people carry the biggest guns
And walk thru the darkest glade
Enormous trees surround them
Here there is little or no sunlight
Even on the brightest days
They belong to that world and rule it
We are mere spectators and guests
Visiting them now and again
When their worlds collide with ours
Gaining a glimpse on how they work
And what they do in hushed gore
I jog on by unless gripped from behind
from
Gatoros and Crocos: Lower Case Murky Poems and Ditties Book 2
Nick Armbrister and other writers
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