This Too Shall Pass
The smell
of gun oil
shot memories
thru my brain
like a bullet.
That’s when I
realized
life
‘aint been
so bad.
I almost
forgot
how
guns
taste.
Posts Tagged ‘Guns’
Poet: Scott Wozniak
Posted: March 24, 2016 in Poetry, UncategorizedTags: BoySlut Magazine, Gun, Gun Poems, Gun Poetry, Guns, Poems by Scott Wozniak, Poet Scott Wozniak, Poetry about Guns, Poetry by Scott Wozniak, Scott Wozniak, Self-observation poems, Self-observation poetry, Upbeat Poems, Upbeat Poetry
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