A Twitch Away From the End

The cold taste of steel
In your mouth,
The faint scent of gunpowder
Stings your throat.

Just a shiver
On the trigger
And a hot wad of lead
Tears a hole
Severing your cerebellum,
Bringing an end to everything,
Except the darkness.

5/9/18

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Visions (a tanka)

Possessed by visions,
Unwilling and unwanted,
Beautiful nightmares
Of terrible, wonderful
Truths, changing our perceptions.

5/9-5/11/18

My response to Colleen’s 2018 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 82 – BELONG & DREAM #SynonymsOnly.