Imperfect Mark

Bad aim is a blessing--
Because I don't want
To die in war
Or be forced to kill
Others in war;
Because if I am starving
Or I am attacked,
They will be spared
And I will die
Either way;
Because sometimes
I want the ricochet
To dive into my flesh
And break my organs;
Because when I'm
Through with you,
Mein liebe,
I can still hear you breathe
Even if you hate me.