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  • trigger pulled
    the bullet flies


    you hope to the head
    so it makes sense,
    decisions easy - finite
    ... rational

    but just as often it is to the gut
    a long agonizing slow death
    - like in the movies
    not knowing not understanding
    and left bleeding for hours

    stepping over the bloody mess
    they gather their things
    a hit and run escape

    I need to know why...
    so they start their alibi

    it was just a stray
    a ricochet
    ...just turn the page

    with guts on my hands
    I turn the page
    but only manage to stain the new days

    an insufficient
    and seemingly reluctant
    "I'm sorry"
    might be ok for a flesh wound
    but can't stop the flow from the body shot
    - it won't stitch up the vital organs

    It takes a little antiseptic to prevent contamination...
    ...the spread of infection to the other regions
    of your consciousness

    left untreated
    darkness descends - dreams disintegrate
    the inevitable numbness envelopes
    fading away
    I could hear him say, "I hate drama."

    Photo credit: Michael Berns
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