Watch Them Fall
I shoot from the hip, and it kicks a bit
it's not a bruise that will never heal
I line my worries up on the wall
pick them off, watch them fall
they shine bright, in afternoon light
lined up for me to see
as soon as one drops, another plops
right in the middle of me
taking aim, not laying blame
practice usually makes perfect
I'll give another try, till I get it right
and I can put this nine away
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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