Kinetic Poem by James Timothy Jarrett

Grind, grind, click
Deep and metallic
Positive
The sear engages the hammer.
An authoritative click that that lets you know
The hammer is locked in place.
Energy
Kinetic
Potential
Stored
Resting
Waiting
An awesome amount of potential held firmly against my head
An arm jerking explosion
A fireball
Smoke
Burned powder, blood and brain
A big chunk of dented lead.
Kinetic.
I wonder if I would hear the hammer hit
the primer?