Sunday, August 2, 2015
exploding cars catapulting over bridges
and they are still alive.
motorcycles impossibly fast, knees
grazing on hot cement,
he leaves behind the bad guy
cartwheeling into a fire ball.
she breaks his neck from on top,
gracefully leaping to the ground
in a full run.
black and white, some blood running
red rivers, bullets streaking across the
screen to down evil.
if only it were so simple,
a wonderful escape from