Automatic Weapons

Army-Gun-Woman-Stock-Photo-girl

she used words as bullets

when she felt weak or powerless

as she fired one insult in rapid succession

following another

watching him cringe

as if struck in slow motion

by hollow points

bleeding pools of aching tears

profusely all over the red oak floors

smiling

she felt she’d won this battle

not comprehending

ultimately

she’d lost all the wars yet to come

on the horizon

for all his pecks, his huge muscles

given him to protect his body

his heart was surely as vulnerable as hers

and words can kill as surely as bullets

though the death toll is slower

taking

an interminable amount of time

to die

 

 

 

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