2010
04.27

tired of the planet
my finger falls asleep
on a hair-trigger

a bullet rolls down
the barrel and crashes
thru my brain cells
like bowling pins

my head snaps back
and the revolver drops

the last thing
i see is an empty
white ceiling

radiant as a
neutron star


© Steve Calamars, 2010
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  2. New poem up by Steve Calamars ; http://amphibi.us/all/exhausted-earthling/

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  4. goodbye, earthling