Tear off the copper jacket
let the uranium scrape out the rifling
if you're lucky,
you might see a few bullets that don't spin
if you're not,
well you'll be inhaling smoke soon enough anyways
hold your breath
the report is poisonous
enough of it will burn away your lungs
and make your lips
almost as dangerous as your index finger

Kiss me, Juliet
paints a very detailed picture, if not a little confusing, I really like the last few lines "make your lips as dangerous as your index finger" though I got a little confused with the report bit.
The word report refers to the sound and gases from the muzzle and action of the firearm. In this sense, the t is silent.
I don't mean it as something like a news report