Free verse (Ekphrastic Melody)


You can pull the trigger

Quick and it’s over

Cold like the barrel cum with the hot bullets


And if she’s acting shady

Suck on this happiness

Warmed by the hole imprinted with my hot bullets


I can be so much worse

Like the tip filtered

Pull the trigger and penetrate the hole left by my bullets


Yeah you can pull the trigger

And feel this breath against

Like the death left when the blood seeps from the hole left by my hot bullets.


About Michael Medlen

My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.
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