miércoles, 6 de abril de 2011


He sleeps with the gun

tied to his wrist at night

so it’s always at hand.

His 'pleasant' dreams

and nightmares

are unaffected

by the metal

warmed to the touch.

It isn't because he fears for his life --

oh yes, there’s that,


in this filthy abandoned building

huddled in torn blanket and peacoat

he's surrounded

by cutthroats junkies whores and thieves

who'd steal his gun

if he didn't tie it down.

© 2011 Hakim - ALL RIGHTS RESERVED: use without profit allowed only with author’s express written permission. Please don't wake up my attorney. Please.

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