Disappearing forever c/c?

This is good. You win gravity here, your last two strophes are heavy. This is the mood of a gunfighter man, compose of one poem of bravery today. Some duel, that's how I explain this mood, tonight. a man's poem, complicated, working on an adagio meter, the words are "killers", multi dimensionally explaining the world "after", an unexamined or maybe undefined situation. People will say this is "dark", well it is not. Styx rules, but you accept it, a cool gunfighter reloading his Smith and Wesson, caliber 44, expecting of anything, a wrong step, a motion in a window to distract him that long enough little instant...