Bullets
By: Keith Welch
bullets don’t
change their minds
know straight lines
one-way trip
no do-overs
all. sales. final.
point and shoot
fixed focus
everyone equal
guilty or innocent?
no judgements
copper-clad
security blanket
night-light clip
safety guaranteed
all-in-one
little lead friends
magazine snug
waiting their turn
to bathe in blood,
fuck flesh