[Dream Gate] [Poet Glas]

Single Shot Thoughts

Would a pawn shop
Sell me
A single bullet?
No need for a grassy knoll
Or a single gun theory -
One bullet, and a shining gun
Would solve my world's problems.

How Freudian it must be
To mouth
The end of a sleek, sexy barrel;
Onanistic fury
When Eros and Thanatos meet.
Is it some latency
That men use pistols
For Kali's kiss?

Or should I bring a holy gun
To temple,
A sacred, sideways epiphany?
Athena's reverse,
Slung into the brain,
Stilling thought,
Quieting memory,
And Zeus sleeps.

My body is a sacred shrine
To pray.
Holy, pure, ignorant, blank;
So pills and poisons
Will never do.
Powerful guns,
Symbolic of phallic death:
No swallow needed.
Nice boys never swallow.

copyright 5 May 2000
by Earle B. 'Glas' Durboraw

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