I don't just bite the bullet,
I swallow the bullet,
Brain first, skull crushing,
Inject that bullet,
I don't think one minute, cause in one second or less
That bullet,
Can make you, you're worst or best,
Don't detest that bullet.
Reject that bullet,
Sneeze, bleed or purge that bullet.
A bullet to the chest, heart, and temple,
Destroy your temple, as it crashes down,
Fallout, debris, carnage fill the air,
It could all be so simple,
Take that bullet,
Breathe it in,
Believe in it,
And live outside, from within.

The fork finds its place
In the rack
To be cleaned

Love and mercy
are
heavily advertised

I think they
might
be very good

that
which is breathed,
and blown

well
do not exhale me a soul

exile me
to the cold

impinging
sinking, stinging
pity

no

be brief;
be terse

without a kindness to me

cast me off;
trade the scald
for the scoff

no mercy

leave

go, love
go and love
at the cost of me

it was brief —

but as I walked, the path opened
like a mouth
as if smiling

and a bowerbird,
with its nested mess of sticks and feathers
and berries and bottle caps,

crouching under the teeth of the forest,
was waiting for me

and though I do like the dream of love,
I always wake