Orion, who use to be the Archer,
now the kid livin’ in the slums
shootin’ slugs
Just beyond the reach
of his glock
a spray of stars
Eyes of the partygoers;
the school kids;
the fool kids;
everyone tryin’
to get a piece.
But his momma taught him
how to aim for the throat,
and his papa showed him
how to disappear.