Stephen Zerance

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Gun Porno

A shot in my ass, four pills back, I’ve never wanted a gun so bad— a gun in my hands,

your gun, my gun, transgression, clack clack clack—this is fun, holding my breath

till I pass out, my first taste of blood, thirteen, a gun pointed at me, one single shot

rang through the house, the magic of murder ringing, singing, calling out your name.

I’m building a mansion where doors open to solid walls, with my gun

I sleep in a different room each night or I’ll die. I want

to be tougher, spit in my eye, throw my arm to a corner, sit spin stop

the ride. I’ll have staircases to nowhere, decoy rooms, a roulette parlor

where I speak with the dead. Who’s next? I’ll catch love with a gun, play alone

with guns, my gun, your gun, a gun to give me life, and I’ll bleed money for a gun to stop the rise.

-Stephen Zerance 

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