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daisy poems Poems you're on mute

friendly fire

just another workday

a war on peace of mind

the shots of friendly fire come fast

in a full Moon Monday

never meant for me

but coming this way anyway

cross-fire, cross fire, cross with all existence

but mostly theirs they will fire

dodge the friendly fire

tend to wounds

forgive the crossfire

play dead for a while if needed

detach and decompress

deploy and blow the dust away

the walking wounded everywhere

from friendly fire

fire an email

fire a spark of imagination