With baited breaths
A bubbled pink mesh
Emerges from his chest
And with one blessed heave
He squeezed
Intently
Passionately
Eloquently
From the trigger
Unto pin
Penetrating primer
As gas blows back
And the bullet spins
Through the barrel
Exiting in a flash
Of perilous
*******
That missed
And he slumps back
As the casings
Clinking
Toward my feet
With a coil of smoke
Lifting in the breeze

A palpitating essence
Surrounds him
Fluctuating
Darkening
Pressing in

On his chest

His breath
Different than before

As he speaks his name
Into his hand
As another man
Disoriented
In the echoes

He lets go
Of that which
Can not
Be undone
But traced
In the flickering lines
Of the place
That once existed

Shining

Reflecting
In his face

He smiles
In sedation
Embracing
Whats expected

And goes blank

Awake

Again

My silence
It trembles
Of a thousand
Shouts
Quieted
In restraint

My wordless gaze
A novel
Of your pain
Written with
Fountain pen
Atop the skin

My existence
A prism
Of your
Incessant
Blur
Of the light

And when I fell, I fell for every inch of you.
The miniscule details that the naked eye would miss.
I fell in love with the way you sipped your tea
And the way your lips looked pressed around a cigarette filter.
I fell for the way your fingertips caused electricity to run through my veins.
I loved every follicle of hair, every fingernail and freckle
These things consumed and wrapped me in their arms
They infected my brain until it was all I knew.
My heart filled and exploded from these things I felt.
I was scared
And I ran
And I’m sorry.
These details still swim in my skull and I try to get them to disperse.
But there’s no escaping something that’s become a part of me.
So I'll yank at my limbs and dismember my ribcage and pick apart every last aching memory of what I've done to you.
And I'll lie there in pieces feeling more whole than before.