river rat: Twice a sucker

Your axe fell without sound
except when you released,
your too rough, practiced hands
chafed and gave you away.

Dumbed down by juniper,
the blow caught me off guard
as once you were my friend
beating me at ping pong.

Sister heard the broad swath
from beneath you she said
“But he’s your only friend…
now bugger me again.”

We wanted to kill you,
dig a hole, chunk you in
when you bragged bedding her
was so very easy.

We should have, then we’d go
daily to the shallow
sunken spot with flowers
and spit on your headstone.

If we’d finished you off,
not forgiven your sins,
you wouldn’t have landed
that second silent swipe.

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