Boom Boom Shot | Grief

boom boom

there's the shadow

and now

boom boom

the bullet is sinking into my calf like

sting

and my body is filled with the guttural

b-u-r-n of losing you and not being able to find you.

and then

boom boom

I am running again,

slipping round corners

panting

feet slapping.

sometimes i feel your grubby fingers winding round my ankle

yanking me c l o s e r, c l o s e r

but I run harder.

I am

|running|

down the dark canal that wafts the slide-slide down feeling

for what seems like forever and then

boom boom

click click

boom boom

I'm gone.