Trigger

You are temporarily mine, as you teach me to pull the trigger. Isn't it funny how you only touch me when it's dangerous? We don't kiss because we know this is something that is only powerful in it's brevity. I pull back, spread my legs take a breath gun ready - there, you say, there, aiming towards my heart, what is left of it, ragged edges and all.

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Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty

Date: 9/5/2014 8:36:00 AM

I was edgy as I read your poem. Trigger is a powerful symbol probably your personal symbol of commencement of annihilation process-- powerful in it's brevity. Emotive...Suggestive .... Sometimes deceptive...powerful words. Thanx Felicia. Hugs.