I gave them the gun,
And they dropped me dead.
My eyes were wide and open
To see the void of affection in their face.
The short interval between
The triggering and the bullet reaching my heart
Cut all the ties and kill everything vague;
Between that very moment
And all that is rest.
I wonder how easy it is to be swept away
from the brightness to the jungle of nothingness.
Time is a puzzle that I still can’t solve.
It comes, it swerves, it slides;
It twists and then it vanishes
From my inside and out.
I remember those wild nights
That made me brave;
Just when the bullet was touching me
To drop me dead.
I realized only then my fate,
But I’ll live forever
In the air and in the ears
I can bet.
Picture source: Immortal Knight by Rassouli from http://www.avatarfinearts.com/Rassouli-Gallery/Surrealism-Art/Symbolic-Surrealist-painting-of-Knights-on-Horse.html