I got her in the crosshairs, eyes wide andwith no curtains on the windows. The sunshines violently
I got her in the crosshairs, eyes wide andwith no curtains on the windows. The sunshines violently across her porcelain skin and I suppose that some rays are just luckier than others, for a few had to land on mine, too. And to think, to travel such a distance only toland within inches of shore and fall somewhere in the muck.Poor bastard, that light, I think and I squint my way through morning. Some people are luckier than others too,and, at least for a little bit, I am one ofthose people.Precise aim, girl in the scope,and there I am: right whereI want to be. And then she kisses me goodbye. Later, the suncreeps back down below the horizon, rays shiningsomewhere else, far away from here, and a few landing exactly as they should.The others? Fuck ‘em,I think,and wait forthe right onesto land onceagain. -- source link