Killing the ones who have already been killed before,
I don’t know if it makes you a killer or a loner or a plain psychopath.
But I do know that it doesn’t make you an unfortunate traveller.
You know I have seen a man getting wet in rains and taking the life out of ones who don’t know how to bring their own rains…
I thought of murdering that same person…I though maybe after so many years of ruthlessness he must have been taken,
but as I approached; I saw him watching television and enjoying beers all by himself…
Well maybe even after so much time…he has made a career out of handling death, but he himself is still shimmering in glowing bloods.
I was never going to kill a hummingbird…blue, honest hummingbird.
Well as of me, I guess some of us are here just to behold the destructions and fusions and abominations of elusive legends
and to keep a record of these.
We will be taken when our pens stop.

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Painting: Fransisco Santos.