Ah, the joys of intrusive thoughts…

Snug as a Gun

Relatively often, apropos of nothing,
the fact of my death launches itself
through my brain. A hard word-capsule
propels through the pinkish folds, moving
like a bullet through gelatinous liver,
parting the flesh of cerebral cortex
on its long journey to my brain-stem,
the blood-fed basal root where body joins soul.

I have to let it out, somehow,
allow it to pass, allow it some damage,
a bow-wave, anything to get through
this moment when facts are not made of words.

Death shoots from my mouth
while I’m chopping my salad.
Bad aim; it surfaces where my husband
can hear from his perch on the mind-colored couch.

Meant for me, it injures him;
morethan a little superfluous bleeding.
A trigger, compressed, compulsive,
launches towards his heart.


About Bethany W Pope

Bethany W Pope was named by the Huffington Post as ‘one of the five Expat poets to watch in 2016’. Nicholas Lezard, writing for The Guardian, described her latest collection as 'poetry as salvation'.....'This harrowing collection drawn from a youth spent in an orphanage delights in language as a place of private escape.' Bethany has won many literary awards and published several collections of poetry. Her first novel, Masque, was published by Seren in 2016. Her second novel, Ordinary Lives: The Ballad of John and Mary, was published in 2018. Follow her on Twitter @BethanyWPope

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