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Click hereCool steel against my temple,
The bullet, waiting inside its dark nest
Ready to hatch inside my skull.
"Put the gun down," shout the police.
"Lower it so we can talk."
I don't feel like it,
Not willing to let go.
I'm in a conquering mood;
I want to bring the whole world to its knees
One bullet at a time,
Starting with me.
Not being politically correct, the simplest way I can say it is,
Inside the mind of a fruitcake.
some good images, but the last stanza is far and away the best.
And here's another reason to love your writing babe. Not only are you a wonderful writer but you make poetry so deep, so intense that it's impossible not to stop and ponder on what was written.
Well done Rora, very well done :)
The very tightness of the poem is what makes it so strong. Almost too vivid!
Thanks, DJ