Saturday, June 25, 2011

Saturday Poetry - Untitled Poem, Nathaniel Whitly

Nathaniel Whitely

Created on: February 10, 2008

Archer, Archer!
Take Aim!
Nock your shaft,
bend your bow.

Become the arrow,
and with its loose,
let the string cut straight through you.

With this shot, you die.
With the next, you are reborn.

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