But the tale of Dave Revard
and his not-quite-moustache,
his feathered hair and corduroy jacket,
the cops in Mississippi
who shot him dead, the marijuana
exploits, the tequila
and the skid marks are,
judging from the hushing
of our tone, almost
a trigger all its own
for two men with divorces,
child support and parents
who will soon stop breathing.
We can see it coming.
Quietly, we slide
the gun back into the drawer.