How does one prepare
such unwary attack?
Was it something predetermined or a glitch in your nervous system that made you act?
Does it still burn in your blood? Maybe sting through your eyes?
Are your bruises green and purple too?
Or black like your heart?
Does your breath cut short?
Knowing there’s no button to press restart
Did you ever even pause the trigger before you killed them one by one
Not even a mere wing did you leave to flutter, of thousands, none.