Wolf Rayet’s light shines full
silver on blood-red
coating the shadows
populating the space by the control tower
where I wait, knowing.
The stars, tiny punctures
in the ink black eternity
announce our arrival.
The first splash of scorch
hits the trembling cheeks
of our enemy.
I know that the time is near
when invisible I can move
stalking soundless through the night.
Watching, ever watching
inching forward low and taut
close enough to breathe the same air
the prey liminal through death.
A liberation
freedom
Our guns
ready.
To be continued ...
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