Remains

• Probably armed, possibly not
• All three of us open fire
• I swear

  I see every round as it rips through his life
• Hes there on the ground, sort of inside out,

  pain itself, the image of agony
• His blood-shadow stays on the street...I walk right over it week after week
• He's here in my head when I close my eyes,

  dug in behind enemy lines
• His bloody life in my bloody hands