Shoot Me In The Head

Let me go
not hanging chocking slowly
dangling like a yoyo
would fall on my sword
fine vivisection
not kicking and screaming
smiling embrace last kiss
hands washed
erase what was
as if never to exist
phone
silent
letter box
empty
teeth pulled no anesthetic
broken
battered
scared bruised
complex trauma
living corpse
silver bullet would have been more merciful