Killing The Killers (Swat) Poem by Martin Lochner

Killing The Killers (Swat)



hearing shots go off
echoing towards me

tarmac giving way
running knee deep

but diligently following
the blood smears

passing the dead
finding the culprit

pulling the trigger
emptying the magazine

seeing his skull
a splitting splashing
watermelon abstraction

wounded, awaiting help

thinking
this is what i do

killing the killers

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