Bullet in the Brain

his eyes
are shut,
swollen,
purple,
black
and blue.

 

must have been
from the bullet
as it ripped through.

 

his body
on fire
from the
fever,

 

like
a match
ignited
against
the friction,

 

cold steel
struck
against
brain tissue.

 

with this life,
he has
no more issue.

 

time of death,
long before
the bullet
made entry.

There’s
nothing
of him
left.
 

 *Note* In Memorory of my brother, Eddy

 

 

 

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