Hands slipping on butts and stocks
Barrels cold against cheeks, eyes gawk
Swaggers and flaggers, grins and sneers
Bullets across shoulders like garlands dear
...
Read full text
serene and dignified the face of every words make one heave..a very exquisite piece of write
So the depth is explored here, and you did it yourself: In pursuit of an enemy not perceived yet Following own shadows, unknown fret on look out for a rival, a foe while he resides in them where ever they go. A profound write, with every line steeped in meaning! ! ! i agree with a.r...