A sniper’s Kissed wrists

An opening door
A shaft of light
Highlights the unfolding error
Of an illicit affair
To the eye of the spurned spouse.

No cover in sight
Enemy sniper’s got me dead to rights
Drop & roll
Bullets strike
Kick up dust & blood
Still breathing

Warnings blare
dare our defenses
Plasma canons swivel
Target locked
Fire when ready
XO sighs
Another one dies

Staccato tones
Intone my doom
Arrhythmic beating
Makes me swoon
My heart’s aflutter
For the drummer
Keeping death’s time

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