here i lie
full of many years
of living a life
full of memories
loaded with emotions
of guilt and shame
and fear and disgust
there has been love
warmth, companionship
but that has ended
now it is cold here
disconnected from
anybody and all
while lying here
it must be faith
you being here
right now, just in time
before my disintegration
i want you, i demand you
pull that trigger
now
“shoot me, i’m dead” © 2014 Rob Knetsch
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reminds me of when William Burroughs pulled that trigger…
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