Chambered

By cadymae

I can feel them locking into place.
The lessons learned.
The enemies burned,
Whose graves I dance upon.

Like a speed loader snugging
Cartridges into chambers.
Tumblers turned,
Mercy spurned,
Til that sweet scent of hope's forgotten.

I don't quite laugh as I spit on your grave.

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Copyright 2011 cadymae
Published on Friday, December 9, 2011.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Cassette On Tuesday, January 16, 2018, Cassette (1144)By person wrote:

    This feels like it starts and it ends in the same place.... standing on someone's grave....

  • carlosjackal On Tuesday, April 11, 2017, carlosjackal (3011)By person wrote:

    Wow..Those last 2 lines and the gap between them...Astounding stuff.

  • Devilish On Friday, December 9, 2011, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    Hmmm... Felt this way before.. Scholar

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