February 12, 2025 – Hair Trigger


I’m a hair trigger mine
waiting to be stepped on
Ready to explode
On the first hapless passerby
Leaving wreckage
Spun out in every direction
Pieces of me too shattered
To put back in place

Want to see the strength
Of a man’s faith?
Put his deepest desire
In front of his eyes
And watch it crumble
Like sand castles facing the waves
He’ll give up his god
He’ll give up his everything
And walking blindly to doom
Like the idiot he is
Burning the world down as he goes

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