lying again in the killing field shotgun hole in the chest so many times I've been in this place quietly bleeding out into the mud. ragged wound jagged breath pleading eye fading sky. all good people look away brothers and sisters pass me by.
The killing field by Rick Belden, unless otherwise expressly stated, is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License.
You know that I love your work.
This one is brilliant, poignant and crisp.
Thanks, Kath. So good of you to comment. Much appreciated.