Anguish

powder gray 
chamber spin
reckless 
over and over again
'pop' 

damn it missed again

admire the steely hue
caress with fingertips
should i point at you...
or touch my lips
'pop'

damn wont do it!

chambers empty 
save one
in this instrument 
of death, my gun
'pop'

desperation hum

light up a cigarette
ponder the luck
what else can go wrong
why am i fucked
'pop'

fumble, shaking, dumbstruck

you enter the room
eye me with caution
reach for my friend
eyes have compassion
'bang'

keel over thrashing

how could you cheat me
death's silent repose
i beg you to  answer
as if you could know
'screams'

blood soaks thru your clothes 

scramble the drawers
of the desk
looking for ammo
i have some left
squinch up my eyes
draw a long ragged breath
'bang'

fall beside you, joined in death

sherry g. ©1998