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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
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