Saturday, March 07, 2009

Reverse. And a bit more.

The bullet.
It came out from the barrel.
I blinked. Once. Twice. It pierced my brows and curdled my brain.
Time stood still. And time wound back.
I felt the bullet crawling out. I blinked. Twice. Once.
The bullet went inside the barrel.
It broke out from the hammer. And killed the shooter.
The bullet.

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