and from up here it appears
as if the shooters wear ear muffs
and fly dead-bird kites.
Arms pointed to the sky, brutes
with toys that they really only want
for bragging rights.
No wonder they’re all deaf hot-heads.
Shots kill brain cells, like vodka.
Author Bio:
Tamara Drazic is an Australian writer of poetry and fiction. She is passionate about travelling, and finds that her best work often begins on the plane flight home. Her poetry can be found in Into the Void Magazine.