The Doe

It was fall

And the setting sun

Was flared

Blindingly

On the two-lane

In front of me

The doe jumped out

In front of the car

Before me

She hit it 

Dead on

The doe blew to the left side

Of the road

I saw it

She didn’t

I got out

She got out

I could tell the doe 

Wasn’t long to this world

It was suffering

If we waited for the cops

They would’ve just shot it anyway

I listened to this bitch

On her cell phone

Calling cops

Insurance

Husband

While I stood over

This poor animal shaking

I had sandals

On

Which I couldn’t do much with

I looked around

And found the 

Biggest rock 

That I could find

Said a prayer

And brought it down

On the animals head

Twice

To put it out of it’s pain

All the while

I had to listen 

To her conversation

About the damage

Done to her vehicle

Never once

Coming over

To witness a bloody funeral.