bandit reader

the door
wide open
s
a
l
o
o
n
style

i load my gun
i fake a
smile
and take 
a sip

of some
old
w
i
n
e

and on my
way
i turn
around

i catch
a glimpse
of something
tragic

a little spy
tearing
through
my old
blue

d
i
a
r
y

(beware those
loaded
verses)

like the 

b
a
n
d
i
d

reader
that you 
are