shadow of a bell

i awoke

 tense with fear

to
remember

 a subway car

 the killer
blue sandals

 i try to hide from
anyone’s eyes

  what had they thought

 i had done?

unspeakable
the crime

i am not
the one!

killer.7

how powerless
modern life has made us
giving us all that we want

we take up guns
and knives and
our personal
weapons of mass
destruction

then we
RAN
to the
NRA

for caliber
for freedom
to bear arms
to feel powerful
in the face of
burglary
assault
accosted
by fear

and what has become
of us?

consumers
victims

hunters
hunted
how

power

less

killing -i

a killer dies by taking life. when you must take a life to have it, you have little life to begin with, to need it so bad. and then to steal that which is not yours, you confirm you have no guts.