disarm

by sasha

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-09-11 20:28:00

your lies.
take your rose petal lips,
wrap them around your
cold fingers.

remove the ice
of your oblivion
from my heart.

take that dream,
the one left standing
amidst the rubble and
the fear.
hold it like a gem
lay it under your tongue.

melt away
the bullet.

i am the gun.