Two perpendicular lines intersect
a singularity forged
And there
At the point
Transubstantiation
The hunter becomes God
A target silhouette
A grazing Buck
A terrorist
A freedom fighter
A child’s eyes
All hang
By a fated thread
four to seven tense pounds
And at its center
The intersection of two perpendicular lines
A singularity
If you stare into the depths of that intersection
That singularity
Like seeing the ionizing glow
Of a lit reactor
Are you already condemned?
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Matthew J. Fromm
Full-time nerd, history enthusiast, and proprietor of arcane knowledge.
Here there be dragons, knights, castles, and quests (plus the occasional dose of absurdity).
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Comments (18)
Indeed! Many of us are in the crosshairs.
The layering of this a deadly, Matthew!! Congrats on third place in the leaderboard this week!!
Wow - this is layered, brilliant, thought-provoking, and so masterfully worded. Seriously stellar poetry, man; I feel like I'll be reflecting on and finding gold in this one for a long time to come.
Congratulations, Matthew, on your leaderboard placement❣👏 This is such a thought-provoking poem.
This is excellent, I am so glad it landed on the leaderboard!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your Leaderboard placement! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Very thought provoking.
Excellent poem… vivid imagery.
Nicely done, my friend. It’s like the hunter meets conscience and pauses to decide.
Well-wrought! No matter what we target, the singularity expands. Could we grow from that knowledge? It remains to be seen.
Those last three lines hit so hard. Loved your poem!
This is a potent, finely calibrated poem. Well done, Mr. Fromm!
Well done, man. Excellent control of pacing, I felt the tension before you even mentioned the pressure needed for a trigger pull!
"ionizing glow of a lit reactor" got me excited to watch Chernobyl again. Also, the opening lines of this song mean I have to share it here. No choice, it's written into the social contract: https://open.spotify.com/track/7ouSZGlGdhFjgbQpB7TZ1m
Spare and satisfying, profound in its brevity. All that needs to be said has been said and so powerful. Well done
I always applaud the absolute brevity at play in short, but punchy poems like this. To say that this was for the hunt challenge, and feels as intense and shocking as it should, without the splatter of blood or gore, is a great testament to how far you've come with your writing. Impressed I am, to say the least. Well done, pal!
Great job with this. I think the simplicity adds to the power. Instead of using gory imagery, you used more thought provoking language to great effect.
This is a disturbingly fresh and truthful look through the scope. Thank you for the warning. Even given that it was a gut punch. Powerful