small in stature, with
a large
black beard,
wearing camouflage,
climbs
into his truck,
almost
needing a ladder to
get in.
it sounds like a jet
engine
when it starts up.
gunmetal grey with
stickers
on each bumper
proclaiming politics
and flags.
hail to the redskins.
he loads his guns
and arrows
into the back, then
pulls away.
he's off to kill something,
somewhere.
i try to stay
out of his way.
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