Joseph Haeberle, Sunset (Artist Website)
Photograph, Nikon D750
On the bedroom floor we scraped
your afternoons, dawns—
missed shots, bird down
dog hit, late for dinner
Sis, Buddy
Don't move, over there
BenWHOA
Dead bird, dead bird
Good dog, git 'em boy—
now black smears on the carpet.
With solvent and paper towels
he wiped my fingerprints
from the barrel of your gun,
and reassembled it without a word.