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Love

by

C G Labb

She took the bottle from
my lips,
handed me a bullet
and said,
"This will be more effective"

I had to agree,
systematic self-distruction
is over-rated

I placed the slug against
my temple
and pushed the cartridge
with my thumb

It left a bruise,
not
much more

She smiled at the effort,
went into the other room
and came back with a revolver,
"I think they work better, together"
She was right, as usual

I put the single bullet
in the chamber, spun it
and cocked the hammer

She crossed her legs
in front of me
and took a short drag
from her cigarette

The barrel rest pinpoint
to the bruise on my temple
and the hammer fell-
No Bang

"We'll try again tomorrow, baby,"
she said
and
handed the bottle
back to me

Nurture

by

C G Labb

Our big blue marble racing
'round and 'round
and we mortals feel a slight
breeze
or more horrific winds
from time to time

Aero-dynamics
and gravity,
why everything fits, flows
and our feet can only jump
so high-
stuck to the terra firma

If only the earth was shaped
like a big tit

I know the wind would blow harder
and the seasonal changes complicated
and weather persons useless
but to think of the crowds
there would be
to the nipple...awh!

The multitudes in line meeting
and
talking about it

Women would be GODS!!!

And our children, mouth's open,
knowing there is no better life
than to nurture
the masses