What We Talk About When We Talk About Love

The kind of love I’m talking about,

You don’t try to kill people.

The kind of love I’m talking about,

You don’t try.

The kind of love I’m talking about,

You — The kind of love I’m talking about is a steely Luger in a 60’s action flick.

The kind of love I’m talking about looks slick, and dangerous, and maybe a little vicious.

The kind of love I’m talking about has careful tolerances worked out on long sheets of paper.

The kind of love I’m talking about is painstakingly built to fit the bullet,

To slip it undisguised into its chamber.

And then the trigger is pulled, with a flicking eye,

And the you that’s doing the trying

Goes where the name for cordite goes,

When the cordite cracks the shell and shoulders the bullet forward

And becomes something other than cordite,

And something other than smoke.

The kind of love I’m talking about,

Anything can happen.

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