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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