Archer

Shhh......   Quiet.
They’ll hear you.
They’re waiting. Always waiting.

For the apple to fall, or for her
to choke. It’s hard being the one
who sweeps up. I’d rather be in the 

woods. The hunting there is cleaner, 

more direct.  But someone has to
keep an eye out, so to speak, ready
with the arrow. The coffee helps, but
it’s not the only thing.