Personal Firepower

The hook in my back,
   My hanging there –
The metal tissue
   Between energy and earth

Sprung forth, spewing this last noise electric.
   Wired and revolving –
The cell voices now startled and started,
   Concealed and conducted

      From another mouth

The taste of sweat in a single bullet,

Entered my body as fire and iron
   Communicating it was personal.

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