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Simply, The Bullet Left The Gun

by

Chris G. Vaillancourt

Simply, the bullet left the gun.
Smoothly, it travelled to its target.

Death come call me, come be me.
I accept this end.
I welcome it.

Be bold and steal the little boys candy.
Be brave and knock the old woman down.

Be cautious, and avoid intimacy.
Let the shafts of steel
caress the temples of the head.

Be insane and vote for reform.
Be cautious and inhibit creativity.

Simply, the bullet left the gun.
Smoothly, it travelled to its target.

Death come call me, come be me.
I accept this end.
I welcome it.

And all that remains from

the chaos of the words
is a bloodied corpse left naked
on the floor.
How long will I lie here till
somebody admits they
know my name?


Daughters

by

Chris G. Vaillancourt

Fear not, my lovely young women.
Everything will work out as it should.
I love you for what you have been.
I love you for what you've become.
I will love you now and always.

Learn life as you travel its path.
Embrace those wonderful talents
that inhabit the both of you.

Daddy will always be there,
in one shape or another.

Smile often, laugh even more.
Let the energetic strumming
of your hearts be always
focused on what is good.

When it seems that worry
and pain dominates ,
remember that Daddy
is always hugging you.

Daddy's here. Daddy's here.
I might not be seen, but
if you listen, I'll be felt.

I sense your concerns.
I know of your worries.

Words may mean little.
They are like taps
with water running.
Ignore them, instead
hear only emotions.

These will guide you.
Give you strength.

In a thousand million years
nothing will ever change.

Daddy loves you. Always shall.