God is a Gun

new poem

God is a Gun

quiet as a tabletop photo op of
AR15’s, tricksters of silence
unloaded but for the surety of
memory’s forever- leaking veins
a fresh enterprise for public disgust 

ammo as far from Love as Amun Himself 
a Nile-born mirage of safety
perpetual the possibility despite precaution
of God like a gun aimed inward

why, when you agree to play the game
of Russian Roulette,
God insists its your turn first?

because God is the Gun

 

Well

 

You first

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kealan coady

Wed 26th Feb 2020 10:45

Ty Natalie 😊

Natalie Rupik

Mon 24th Feb 2020 20:12

🙌

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