We shot up the old sedan
with ammunition whose use-by date
expired at midnight.
Paul filmed it with his smart phone
hoping for a Bonny & Clyde scene,
but our bolt action rifles were too slow.
We expended the latest round
of our virile hostility
riddling that tireless car.
A ricochet off the roll bar skyrocketed
before plugging the ground
through Todd’s broad brim hat.
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