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Irresolute

Written by on March 21, 2013 | 4 Comments

I waited for him to come out, with gun in hand to demand he decide, but the longer he took the more I dithered. What drove me to this is what I kept asking as I slowly caressed the trigger of my revolver with a tenderness I have not placed on anything or anyone.

 

Michael Guta.

  • http://www.austinbriggs.com Austin Briggs

    I love this piece. Thoughtful, tense and deep. A testimony that you don’t need many words to evoke a whole rage of emotions.

    • http://www.mmguta.blogspot.com Michael Guta

      Thank you very much Austin, I think the less words you have as an option the more intense they become when we use them.

  • Ermias Giovanni

    Thought provoking: it allowed my imagination to take me in so many directions.
    I want more!

    • http://www.mmguta.blogspot.com Michael Guta

      Thank you Ermias, I appreciate your comment. You can go to my blog and read some short stories and poems at http://www.mmguta.blogspot.com