I'll Write

Wait! It’s too late to promise eternity…
and write this with my umpteenth breath!
Maybe soon those words will stream…
and I’ll release this gun between my teeth

Shattered moments in my past.
This gun has come to rest at last.
It’s at rest but I’m uptight…
Bullets (demons) out of sight.

Haste this minute to the sun!
Watch my trouble set away…
Hauntings make you jump the gun,
until you draw a line and stay.

I am a freedom stenographer…
Artistic word photographer…
Illustrating rhythmic truths on white…
Poems? Sure!! Interpret it you might.