“Night Vision”

feeling like i’m tempting

fate just by sitting at

the kitchen table and

wondering if a sniper’s

bullet will find me

tonight, i sit and wait

on another pot of coffee

to brew, casting anxious

glances towards the

window with its closed

blinds and the back

door with its wide

open panes of glass,

peering out into the

dark and wondering why

i even think this way

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