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Character Assassin

by Bruce W Niedt

Rumors, the crosshairs on her throat.

Watch me take her down like a deer.

 

With this high-powered mouth,

anywhere is my grassy knoll.

 

Squeeze the trigger, innuendos fly,

bullets tear into innocent flesh.

 

Afterward, she lies on the ground,

in her own pool of reputation.

10/24/2003

Author's Note: [First published in The Wolf (UK) #14, Spring 2007.]

Posted on 10/25/2003
Copyright © 2024 Bruce W Niedt

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Maureen Glaude on 10/25/03 at 03:31 AM

chilling, and certainly a point well made.

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