Monday, April 1, 2013

Unfortunate hat.

A visitor leaned
And whispered
In my skull
"What an unfortunate hat"
Focused my dart
On a nearby traveler's crown

Automatic it seemed
Once deciphered
Void and null
"And she's really fat at that"
Twisted my heart
From a small pink balloon to a frown

Executed, judged and juried
Aimed and fired
Trigger pull
"SHE'S ASKING FOR IT"
Kamikaze pilot
When my defenses are down









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