Friday, October 23, 2009

Telling Stories

In the dusk of Sikasso, where the sun melts, rather than sets
there may have been three

There were certainly at least two, for one took from a
fold of cloth (un-ascertainably, but predictably, a pocket)
or other hiding space, a small caliber firearm and
with great precision, perforated the skull, heart, and left
kneecap of the other (in reverse order)

Investigations indicate that, though the setting was pastoral,
the crime was urban in origin, a dispute regarding
certain substances to be distributed in a proximate
city

The bullets were recovered. Interestingly, they
The bullets were recovered, deformed by their pilgrimage through
the bullets perforated the body with prejudice, but
we say there may have been three

what of the third? if we talked of him we would be merely telling stories