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Russian Roulette (Free verse) by <~>

Twenty years later, the first thing I notice Are your laughing eyes, laughing after everything Crazy, maybe... but surely kind (I didn't know about the accident) When you crack a smile, the cracks bleed true Leaking out the light behind colored blue blue blue let the sorrow through Everything will be True Your tears would have drowned his ghost had he ever appeared; instead they Dry in the wind as you ride home helmetless, alone He left you undone, still Laughing until that shot stopped everything; in the kitchen, ruined by that hole he blew and you never heard the crack but The recoil sent you sprawling He didn't leave a note or clean up his mess He left you with a toddler and a ring--between you Just all that blood The one you loved was gone before he left He took the bet Six chances to prove something Five held nothing for him One cashed in and Found what he was looking for

Frass 9-Sep-02/9:51 PM
Having lived on three continents as an Air Force brat, I've met a lot of wild and wacky folks; guess I should still be willing to look behind the cracks of a smile, though. BTW; my band's outstanding; we open for local psychobilly ravers 'Top Dead Center' at a private party next week and perform at Ben's BBQ in Manassas Sept. 22 and Oct. 31. Come on down; you will not be bounced and will have your pick of strange people to chat with.




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