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The Silencer

She whispers an aberration,

with mouth of soot stained metal.

Pointing out deluded self-doubt,

muzzling lies with targeted fire.

Seizing breath without sound,

at least four Turks and a Russian

With little or no repercussion.


Synapsed heart from sharp to steel.

Drinking shots after taking shots,

murdering time as it flies fast home,

past window of his decamped reality.

For queen and ungracious country.


As he ricochets between

brittle past - hyper-vigilant future,

she holds him shell shocked.


In the here and now.


©  Katypoetess 2016

Katypoetessspecial forcesreservist

◄ Las Vegas

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Tommy Carroll

Fri 26th Feb 2016 02:04

I don't understand this work.

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Martin Elder

Fri 19th Feb 2016 12:36

Very clever katy, I love the line
'with mouth of soot stained metal.'

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Nigel Astell

Mon 15th Feb 2016 13:09

After the kill thirst for death quenched
she holds him
till fresh orders come through.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Mon 15th Feb 2016 12:27

You excel yourself.

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