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Simply, The Bullet Left The Gun
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Unpublished pieces Simply, the bullet left the gun.
Smoothly, it travelled to its target.
Death come call me, come be me.
I accept this end.
I welcome it.
Be bold and steal the little boys candy.
Be brave and knock the old woman down.
Be cautious, and avoid intimacy.
Let the shafts of steel
caress the temples of the head.
Be insane and vote for reform.
Be cautious and inhibit creativity.
Simply, the bullet left the gun.
Smoothly, it travelled to its target.
Death come call me, come be me.
I accept this end.
I welcome it.
And all that remains from the chaos of the words
is a bloodied corpse left naked
on the floor.
How long will I lie here till
somebody admits they
know my name?
