Annie's Poetry

Will you roll the dice?
have you thought
your last thought?
will you pull the trigger?
I knew you were coming
I know you can’t see me
but I see the cold barrel
in the palm of your hand
you always threw the dice
consequences not an issue
a relentless game of chance
gun loaded, chamber full
trigger pulled, hammer released
heart racing, pulse quickening
a one in six chance of death
numbers playing out like life
the odds stacked against you
this is what you came for
to court danger and death
in order to feel alive
so in this moment of truth
staring down the barrel of fate
will you roll the dice?
have you thought
your last thought?
will you pull the trigger?
© Ann Bagnall