Jello shooter

running on empty.
a loaded gun
filled with blanks,
jello can’t pull the trigger.
gelatinous grip caves
in upon itself.
it only has
oneself to grab,
and even then,
that’s questionable.


Shots of revelation

i’ve taken a shot.
i’ve given a shot.
i don’t own a firearm,
and i’m certainly glad my arm is
not on fire.
my bottle is my gun,
but at least we’ll recover
from its damage.
our health does not benefit,but experience might.
you may regard the hanging over
the wire to dry as a negative,
but experience has been taught.
it takes but one shot to see life.
recovery is decided upon
lessons learned.