almost sorry to hear the hammer click,
the pen is pushed along ... the only game in town.

We can only define it our way, it has all happened
before, been written about, talked about, lived;
and here it is, our turn.

fine piece here Victor

So many subjects have been written about in the past by poets ( some whose talent level we can never hope to attain) it's a wonder any of us have the nerve to write at all for fear of repeating a line or phrase already used in much better context.......yet still we write. Excellent write Vic, my favorite verse would be 5th..........scribbler

I not sure the forth stanza is needed. It's a little murky and it doesn't move the primary thematic action along..also, you speak of a pen in the second stanza and here of tapping/ pecussion ( like typing)
otherwise, it's GREAT! I like how you do poetry!

Nothing new under the sun, real true.
I wonder what happens when the gun clicks on that final chamber.
heehee.

Love your imagery here, and the metaphors.

Mcuh of the responsibility is in the poet's writing hand... but then I just remembered the Muse can be a persistent nagger, there she goes tapping on my shoulder again... :-)