Attack - Trout Black

Larry Robinson Lrobpoet at sonic.net
Wed Sep 12 07:11:16 PDT 2018


Attack


My wife is 25 years younger than I.

Whenever a man grins at me
and says "Way to go,"
I want to smash my fist into his face.

Yesterday our much-loved dog died.

My wife took our shovel
and dug a 4-foot wide
2 1/2-foot deep
grave in our garden.

After my father died
I kept feeling a gun
tucked under my belt
at the back of my pants.
I hoped I would find someone
who would make me say
"Go ahead 
and make my day."

Dulcy said that death 
can sometimes feel 
like an attack.

If someone looked at my wife
in our dog's grave,
and winked at me,
I would want to take her shovel
and crush his head.

	- Trout Black


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