Poems by C G Labb
she took the bottle
from my lips,
handed me a bullet
and said,
"this will be more effective"
I had to agree,
systematic self-destruction
is overrated
i placed the slug
against my temple
and pushed the cartridge
with my thumb
it left a bruise,
not much more
she smiled at the effort,
went into the other room
and came back with a revolver
"i think they work better together"
she was right,
as usual
i put the single bullet
in the chamber,
spun it
and cocked the hammer
she crossed her legs
in front of me
and took a short drag
from her cigarette
the barrel rest pinpoint
to the bruise on my temple
and the hammer fell
no-bang
"we'll try again tomorrow, baby,"
she said
and handed the bottle
back to me
the oxygen thief awoke
before dawn,
he turned his cigarette on
he stole a beer
from the ancient machine
and walked,
then rested
the smell of death
greased my hair and face
i wished
quick, shallow breaths
for him
i thought,
`if i could stop that heart,
the couch he lived on would thank me
he died two weeks later-
i've never been worthy
of an opinion
since
i made a run for diapers
and essentials,
stood in line
and finally met the cashier
i said in passing,
"nice glasses, they look good
on you"
she looked like
i wanted to fuck her
through the counter,
baby in hand
i hit another local stop
and held the door
for a guy on his way out
he silently passed
as if this should happen
to him daily
on my way home
i waved a man
through a four-way stop
he slashed his arm
left to right
impatiently,
while talking on the cell
from his lux-auto
i should've never left
the fucking house
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Biographical sketch: long time poet, publised many times and
like long beers and short walks
C G Labb recommends:
Selected Poems by Richard A Seffron
Reason: the man was bi-polar and gave his life for writing
Recommendations for writers:
truth, heart and a second helping of heart