Slumber quiets the stressed out mind <br /> as body sinks to fog <br /> allows one of two, team mated duo <br /> relief from living's slog <br /> restive breath survival beget <br /> thoughts run amuck agog <br /> respite contrite deduction miffed <br /> duty directive's sprog. <br /> <br /> Solitude becomes life's shadowy twin <br /> as round this world turns <br /> creations missing link defined <br /> as innuendo and intrigue churns <br /> healing rights, the will to kill <br /> anger stirs as peace adjourns <br /> Bersaglieri, blood let elite <br /> living's juncture sans life's concerns. <br /> <br /> Stealthful means deride the mix <br /> of health and long of home <br /> fury's myth, three headed beasts <br /> masters mocking livid tome <br /> arise the ire of dark's red eyes <br /> tired peace victim of gloom <br /> within loneliness lays last rest <br /> casket for two deep sixed in loam. <br /> <br /> Speaking points mull breath of each <br /> as sights and triggers ready <br /> thoughts past this sordid world <br /> in an individual search of Mahdi <br /> releases gist of togetherness <br /> choice is for each to embody <br /> truths stretched <br /> shot ripped its flesh off realization's potty! <br /> <br /> Camouflage dress adorns <br /> this bride of guile and hateful scorn <br /> living's end unthoughtful blend <br /> of blame in failure's bourne <br /> devious deeds done by two <br /> towards each relationship we mourn <br /> nature tries two snipers <br /> guilty pair of man and wife forlorn.<br /><br />michael walkerjohn<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/two-snipers/
