Trigger Finger
I’ve been starstruck Obsessed and as suchFull of flush and lustNever could a face like that disarm me this muchBut it wasn’t her beautyIt was that memory that struck me A dagger quick to pierce my lungs and leaveMe frozen in timeI’m quick to consumeThe feelings of warmthBefore they fade too quickRight as they begin to console the misshapen formThat has beget my heartAnd I’m forced to face the ...