Impulse

Cold Steel 1982

 

I don’t know

I cant stand

What is in my head

Or what is in my hand.

 

Should I care

ShouldI dare?

I have

And it was exhilarating.

 

I placed the hard steel

My mouth took it

aimed at my thoughts,

A squeeze of the finger away.

 

The steel was cold

Upon my lips.

Rear sight 

Felt within my teeth.

 

One more pound

Of pressure

Finger to steel.

Why not?

 

But I just couldn’t

9mm semi automatic

Cold in my mouth

A living reflection.

 

Life’s lost genuflection

Lost courage

Makes correction

Just a slight squeeze.

 

I miss the freedom

Of impulse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

◄ Splashing along

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Martin Elder

Thu 10th Sep 2020 08:43

I love the line 'aimed at my thoughts' in particular.
Wonderful stuff

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Paul Sayer

Wed 9th Sep 2020 18:11

I'm not saying a trigger finger
belongs only to the weak
but heavens full of souls
who still can't find what they seek.

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Paul Sayer

Wed 9th Sep 2020 18:09

Another day to remember, another day to forget.

You still keep with the living, your times not over yet.

There is a reason for your reticence
To take the cowards easy route
Your one of life's true heroes
Keep yomping in those boots.

Paul.

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