Your reaction to my questions

this outrageous drama
is so toxic and triggering
it hurts me and you equally

so you and me
we suffer the same
you are triggering me
and i’ve triggered you

and all the bullets
leaving these blood-creeping holes
in my chest and my head
my stomach and my back

verbal shots you’ve fired
that hit me so straight
that i’m fighting to stop the bleeding
and, in the very moment
try to shoot you too

to defend myself
leaving you wounded
also soaked in blood
dripping your pain

that beneath us
after these hours of fighting
everything is fluid
no land in sight
only the red big waters

this sea of our fear and suffering
pouring out of these bullet holes
that this ak mouth of yours
and my 9 mm semi-automatic tongue
have hit in our corpses

if you’d fly above us
you might consider what you see—
a piece of art

a lake of blood
two lovers in the centre
killing each other
with nothing but their fear