i submitted this to Rattle, Poets Respond the other week after the shootings on a kentucky highway poets respond -  Poets Respond® | Rattle: Poetry I kill By Mike Hammer     Squatted in the woods On a Kentucky roadside My AR style rifle showers front windshields in on drivers and blows out tires A man emerges from his car to inspect his tire and I marvel at the tiny hold that appears in the man’s neck, and the huge amount of blood that begins to flow out of it I did that I put a new mag in my AR and hit a woman in the arm, she spins and yelps with pain Her eyes search the horizon for the cause of the pain, the reason I shoot her in the right eyeball The eyeball explodes and the eye socket becomes a crater Her body collapses down in a heap, next to the man who is strewn out on the ground and still trying to stop the blood rushing out of his neck Now other people from the cars stopped along the highway come to look There are about a dozen...