I followed you down the lonely roads

I asked for no explanations

and you offered no reasons or reassurances.

I knew you were sad

so I stayed by your side

and kissed your hand

to say

'I am here'

hoping that by being with you

I could make you less sad.

We walked along a dusty old road that day

and as we walked

you grew sadder yet.

In disbelief

I kissed away the tears you wept

and smiled my forgiveness

as to my head you placed

the cool end of a gun

and pulled the trigger

to end our rabbit hunts

and my old bones' pain, from arthritis.

12/15/2000

Posted on 04/25/2006
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