GUN and FUN
08-06-2008 20:43
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Time stops with a cock of my gun, my breath leaves the lungs with a force behind it, as if to say make my day. With the final stream of exasperated air, I cross my eyes towards the trigger hairs and allow my thumbs to place into position. With no time left before next breath I fire. I fire with all of my fears, all my love, all my life, all my anger, all my pain, all my happiness that I have seen and have yet to see and within the reality and finality I fire towards those to little lines staring back from 15 yards away.
With force of impact on bullet and chamber, my wrist wriggles in, out and back into place, all within a matter of milliseconds. My breath drawn, held, and exasperated along with the flow of and clumsiness that I posses as a novice to this exhibit.
Totally exhilarated and scared I take aim again and a again, allowing the clip to unload in a rash and hasty way as teenagers do to their first realization of love and emotion to that young other someone.
A bond is forged in those brief, load, take aim, position, blood heated, exasperated, unload, and loved seconds. I will make love to that trigger again, as I pay homage to the world of weaponry.
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Time stops with a cock of my gun, my breath leaves the lungs with a force behind it, as if to say make my day. With the final stream of exasperated air, I cross my eyes towards the trigger hairs and allow my thumbs to place into position. With no time left before next breath I fire. I fire with all of my fears, all my love, all my life, all my anger, all my pain, all my happiness that I have seen and have yet to see and within the reality and finality I fire towards those to little lines staring back from 15 yards away.
With force of impact on bullet and chamber, my wrist wriggles in, out and back into place, all within a matter of milliseconds. My breath drawn, held, and exasperated along with the flow of and clumsiness that I posses as a novice to this exhibit.
Totally exhilarated and scared I take aim again and a again, allowing the clip to unload in a rash and hasty way as teenagers do to their first realization of love and emotion to that young other someone.
A bond is forged in those brief, load, take aim, position, blood heated, exasperated, unload, and loved seconds. I will make love to that trigger again, as I pay homage to the world of weaponry.
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