Fire – quadrille

Fire the gun.

Silences must be shattered.
Races must begin.

Fire the gun.

You created this suspense
This glass sphere hanging
Isolating

Leaving you untouched
Untouching

You created this
Moment

That aches to end

You are holding the gun

Fire it.

Fire it now.

a quadrille for De at dVerse. Forty four words to fire you up and fire you out…

 

10 thoughts on “Fire – quadrille

  1. Whew. This is powerful. I have never thought of a that…that a gun begins our races, and so often tragically ends life, too – whether self inflicted or otherwise. This is a brilliant correlation, and so well done.

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