We both travelled from the same world.
Enigmatic he was rude,
I was scratchy as a cat hold,
Two itinerants we stood.
I’m not laughing at him… really,
Yet he’s angry as black sea.
Suddenly his eyes – so chilly –
He’s so silent. And I see
Pain on my beloved features,
From a bullet bloody hole…
What on Earth? Those wretched creatures!
Now I swear I’ll kill them all!
Just a game. Though felt so real
Loosing virtualistic* him.
Online game, ego ideal,
Such a lifelike killing scheme.
29.03.2018
*virtual+realistic
Shooting Memory
© Copyright: Анна Грудинина Ли, 2018
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