Combat multipliers

pursues fear everywhere, all around, all over

except in the headspace & timing:

multiple calibres measure combat multipliers
we have found spent casings in the pine beds
the metals are precious
not policed

the pretty soldiers in their earth tones
there is the shit on a shingle
the girls in their summer dresses

hence, the mouthful of one’s gun

say something nice ... or not

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