Not This Time

Take up the rifle

Storm their homes

Shatter spines

Splinter fingertips

Bloody the garments of unawareness

Watch their eyes wither in disbelief

Hearts melt in dismay

Wretched, the end is near

The end of everything and everyone

Who ever said I couldn’t

Watch shells clatter as I sweep the rooms

Shots muffled, unlike their scream

Cling to loved ones but your fate is sealed

The Deliverer has come to save the unborn

Vessels of death’s doom unshackled

Then I wake up

And clutch my own throat

My heart races

No new calls

No new messages

I wasn’t arrested this time

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