“Endless Men’s
Hate”
Matthew Wilson
I didn’t
feel the bullet in my heart
I fell forward
without enough breath to drown
When I awoke from
the puddle he was waiting
The evil thing
with yellow eyes.
When he made the
deal the sun was hot
The men were wearing
different uniforms
I wondered where
the flying machines came from
But I stopped thinking
when something hit me.
The man with the
scythe was smiling
Tickled by our
brief reunion
When he snapped
his fingers I smelt smoke
Screaming when
I saw metal tanks coming at me.
I do not know how
many times I have awoke
Seeing that men
will never end their anger
Awaking in one
battlefield after another
To the thing with yellow eyes enjoyment.
Matthew Wilson has been
published over 300 times in such places as star*line, horror zine, Zimbell
house Publishing and many more. He is currently editing his first novel.
