12 Gauge
you sit before me
the seal of therapy
stamped on each disclosure
you speak of death
so casually
a 12 gauge
you were pumped
no one messes with you
and you tell me
how you shot them
the men who messed you up
how you stopped to reload
before starting again
their bodies pulpy at the end
you even smiled at me
your message
clear
don’t worry
i won’t mess with you
after we finish
i throw up
and cry in a corner
of the bathroom floor
for the people you killed
and for you
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
