Battlefield Meetings

Bullets

Dancing and weaving

In and through bodies they go

Splashes of red

Reminders they were there at all

A scream, a whimper, a gasp

The dialogue

When Life and Death meet

Encounters that

Only Death ever leaves

Hurrying

To meet another Life

And leave once more

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