Supercilious Shooting

"Catering to
subjective tastes
like groping
for befitted tools" - i imagine being fondled with words...naughty...."where are you putting that "k" because you're not coming anywhere near me with the thing!" lol

"Spittin' submissions - stanzas
at the range where
spirit meets culmination
Playin' a fool's pastime
throwin' hopes at hitting
inconsequential pigeons
of clay "- i'm floating in clouds,Copacetic, shooting disc pull games, touch and go.

"For in blasting off
we are kids armed
with orange plastic rifles
aimin' through our screens
in inane arcade firing
at petty pixelated ducks"- i want to play duck hunt on an antique big screen TV so hard right now

"& you're the one who set us up" - i feel a cold solitude in this line, like hiring a hitman cold.

overall it left me at a dangerous game of cat and mouse
fumbling for that green light at the end of daisy's dock across long island sound in the Great Gatsby

"…he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling. Involuntarily I glanced seaward – and distinguished nothing except a single green light, minute and far away…”

society’s desire and the seeming impossibility of achieving the materialistic American Dream.  

great writing AtoMik

Thanks dude man dude! :) Love your take on each line. I'm totally stoked you got the Duck Hunt reference!

This is BadAssery !
“Pull” !!
“Bang” !!
Quack quack quack !!

Better badassery than assholery any day 😉

another brilliant brief excursion thru an extraordinary consciousness.......
        just don't 'take it to your head'-----I could be wrong!

       ( I don't know if I can take it any more)LOVE

Gracias Senor! Glad you liked it :)