I was outside when I heard your mother scream.
Running around,  with the groceries she was carrying.
The sound that she made put a terror in me.

I wondered what could have gone wrong.

I ascended the stairway
to your trailer door
this was something
I hadn't done before.
Your mother tried to stop me
But she was collapsing to the floor.

And then I saw the pain that had inflicted her.

I wonder what you were thinking,
alone in your quiet house.

In the fog of divorce,
separation from your spouse.

The gun between your legs
now fallen to its side.
the degradation
of your entire life.


I wonder what your were thinking
alone in your living room.
Eyes silently blinking
awaiting your impending doom.

And did you have the nerve
you thought you might,
Or did you question
if it was wrong or right.

Were you crying
for some one to come and find you.
Were you hoping some one would come and stop you.