Enfolding my arms around you,
I pulled the trigger.
The stars faded,
The moon evanesced,
But the image of you is still embalmed in my mind.
Sitting on the pivot of life,
Reaching out to the crestfallen sky,
I pulled the trigger again.
All I have to say, I'm sorry.
I killed two bunnies.
# posted by Dao @ 1:15 AM