Missile

This thought is launched like a guided missile

Aimed at your heart

Its accuracy is precise

The effect devastating and immediate

Over a thousand miles away

You survive its strike but your complacency is shattered

Even as your own thoughts

Are sent on their retaliatory mission of

Mutually assured

Seduction

 

 

David Trudel  ©  2012

 

 

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7 responses to “Missile

  1. Reblogged this on shafiqah1 and commented:
    Uhm, “love is a battlefield?” Love the extended Metaphor in this piece! 😉

  2. Thanks Susan and Shafiqah. No, this isn’t a battlefield metaphor at all, instead its a metaphor about the impact that we can have on each other so many miles apart.

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