Gun Violence in the USA, 2017

Unknown you.
Unknown you, something happened to you.

I reacted. For an infinite moment I witnessed you.
I felt you snuffle out inside.

Oh, God.
I’m ok. This really doesn’t matter to me but
Dear Jesus Christ!

In its aftermath I’ve realized that I’ve seen what happens at the end—
the implosion.

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