Dogs 2007

MURDER MISDIRECTED
(1/12/07)


the mattress
was dead
no doubt
about it

he surveyed
the neat little hole
and the powder burns
that the test firing
had produced

that
was scary enough
but that sound
the crack
of the gun
going off
so close
to his face
was downright
terrifying

he appraised
the weapon
a roommate's
who was gone
for the evening
but the little
.25 automatic
was jammed with
the spent shell
and he was
paradoxically
afraid that he might
hurt himself
trying to dislodge
the hunk
of metal

raised
in oil patch
of West Texas
he nevertheless
grew up
in a gun-free
environment
and knew very little
of the mechanical workings
of these little
devices of
death

he was
a chickshit
failure at suicide
as he had been
at everything
else

gingerly
he dislodged
the still warm casing
putting it carefully
in his pants pocket
then replaced
the weapon
in the sock drawer
and recovered the corpse
with a fitted sheet
before going back
to the living
room

a midnight
commercial
for the Coast Guard
caught his
eye

a month later
he was in
a Cape May New Jersey
boot camp
getting firearms training
on the .45

he was
finally
getting
somewhere