Karissa

But when he turned
Dust ejected from beneath his boots
Making a bigger target
Or so it seemed

The lead, swat his chest
His fingers searched
For the butt of his gun
To no avail, and the earth caught him

Not so bad to die
On my back, facing the sun
He thought, bleeding
Not so bad to know it's over

His killer shaded him
A stately evil
Not so bad, to kill a man
He thought, bleeding