Men’s Adventure Novel

a razorblade dame with
breasts like torpedoes,
the smoking nose of revolvers like
ancient chinese depictions of dragons.
cigarettes burn in dark places,
eyes everywhere,
red dust on Mars getting in our lungs and
the terror of the inscrutable hordes.
who are these men who wish for this,
for murder in their breath and
women in sticky red pools?
who are these men,
with brains that revolve through deadly thoughts,
expelling ignoble lead,
discarding people like empty brass

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