the target in the cross-hairs

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 I’m easy prey these days,
a rapid catch.
ready to play?
 
teasingly left garments torn
soaked in my musk
hang from the oaks
 
and tracks where the mud
squooshed between my toes, show
you are on my tail
 
if your gun is loaded and ready
and your hounds can sniff my trail
you’ll be sure to bag me soon
  
if your senses are keen
you will recognize
that there are tracks aside mine
 
an imprint, but of what?
and pointy shards of shattered dreams
a struggle has occured, it seems
 
dear hunter,
are you stalking game
or a tracker shepherd ?
 
where I hide
under the leaves and bramble
and piles of loose earth
 
freshly discarded
ragg’ed and shucked
bum luck. Your mark’s already snatched
  
wipe the horror and shock from your face
rise to your feet
for at this very moment
 
you may be the target in the cross-hairs
Published in: on April 16, 2009 at 1:52 am  Comments (2)  
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  1. Cleverly written, I like Your imagination, I had to check my shoes for mud.


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