- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Trigger
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Trigger, trigger with the bullet,
Take a finger and start to pull it.
Is there a place it will go?
Where it goes, I do not know.
Finger, finger on the trigger,
If known, would you squeeze it?
This finger, is connected to hand,
Hasn't a choice to its command.
Finger, finger connected to hand,
Let hand know not to command.
Talk to the hand please!
All of this is fatiguing me.
Hand, oh hand affixed to finger,
Don't make finger pull a trigger.
It's not the hands command,
Muscles up in the arm demand it.
Muscles, muscles up in the arm,
Does finger need to pull trigger?
Don't know and don't care,
It all comes from the head brain.
Head brain, oh, head brain,
Wherever the hell you're at.
Shit, this is getting redundant,
Ask, and stop being so petulant.
Okay, it's like this than.
It can be said of controller's brain,
Decisions made for simplicity’s sake.
They aren't difficult, complex or vague,
At times to quickly made and in haste.
So, all should know what comes next,
When a finger pulls on a trigger,
A trigger goes, BANG!
Then nothing but ear and headaches,
With a lot of heartbreak.
- COMMENTS
Bn2fabout 1 year agoThis poem is awkward and a bit clumsy in cadence but the heart of it is clear and I’m here and I’m down to support this type of social messaging that’s not said enough in polite spaces. This country is 246 years old and continues to prove it has not matured enough to handle its 2A. Keep saying what needs to be heard SheTSsub!
