One of my poems

No Foundation

Gun to my head
I love you he said
Bomb in my car
it's all so bizarre
Small town girl
my life in a whirl
Dad was a preacher
a mythical creature
No violence from him
out on a limb
Mom was the one
her life a dry run
Hell on earth
not a virgin birth
no kind of love
a small mourning dove
Over the edge
out on a ledge
Falling to the ground
without a sound.