Here, Bullet by Brian Turner

If a body is what you want,
then here is bone and gristle and flesh.
Here is the clavicle-snapped wish,
the aorta’s opened valves, the leap
thought makes at the synaptic gap.
Here is the adrenaline rush you crave,
that inexorable flight, that insane puncture
into heat and blood. And I dare you to finish
what you’ve started. Because here, Bullet,
here is where I complete the word you bring
hissing through the air, here is where I moan
the barrel’s cold esophagus, triggering
my tongue’s explosives for the rifling I have
inside of me, each twist of the round
spun deeper, because here, Bullet,
here is where the world ends, every time.

From: http://www.blueflowerarts.com/brian-turner

Date: 2005

By: Brian Turner (1967- )

One Comment to “Here, Bullet by Brian Turner”

  1. Brian Turner, an Iraq war veteran, is, for my money, the finest war poet since Wilfred Owen. “Here Bullet” is the name of a book of his poetry. The title of another of his poems, “The Hurt Locker” was used for a movie. As flusterduck says, “I like the idea that [poetry is] threaded through our everyday lives.”

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