One Of The Firing Squad Poem by Jason Stoneking

One Of The Firing Squad

Rating: 5.0


In my head, I've got her
tied to a post, blindfolded
and I stand a perfectly fair
ten meters off, with a rifle
loaded full of my poems,
and I fire away at her.

When it started, she
seemed really scared,
even crying a little,
but now, I've missed her
so many damn times that she
is laughing herself silly
and I am starting to worry

that the post may finally
shake itself free
of the ground
before I get around
to loading up the one
that will do her in.

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