Under The Knife

The Drive I sat looking at the gun barrel. The weapon
glistened in the yellow sun light; I heft the barrel in my right
hand. Took a stab at the blue sky and shot the gas station
attendant. With the car’s tank full I blew up I-25 heading
North.

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