I suppose He tore another page from The Book today. . .
let is slide between sweaty fingers,
slice the tip,
right there under the nail,
so the pain would ebb and flow,
waves of electricity with each
a heartbeat set to leap into
as the blood dripped like heavy sealing wax.
Gifts unwrapped and
His will is a shiny, sparkling,
It’s fully loaded and
set to go
right through the forehead
with the little blonde curl.
It’s His will,
His gift. . .
but your bullet.
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6 responses to “Your Bullet”
I read it twice and am unable to utter another word again. Stunning thrilling breathtaking.
Thank you. It stems from a news story this week that just broke my heart.
Wow did not know that. but it sure felt heart breaking. Reading it again leaves me breathless all over again.
Your last two lines did inspire me to write a story in combination with the picture.
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Yay! I can’t wait to read it.
It is up and a long read.
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