trigger

nice
thought
turns
to
action
mine
mindless
gripping
satisfaction
tight
fisted
eyes
squeezed
closed
trigger
finger
itching
lost
in
the
space
between
my
eyes
hiding
in
the
place
where
everything
goes
as
planned
with
the
damned
if
you do’s
if
you don’ts
saying
the
will
do’s
and won’ts
out to
sea
washed
onto the
shore
electronic
version
not
enough
any
more