Last Shot
Stalking a dream
trailing a memory
A scent came in focus
wafting desire
Seized by the moment
alluding a time warp
Tracking its shadow
ambush on fire
Covered in greasepaint
fear is approaching
Hearing its footsteps
the jungle embarked
Crosshair detention
target redemption
Locked and reloaded
—one shot in the dark
(Dreamsleep: September, 2023)
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