Femme Fatale
Gun in hand
she shot the son of a bitch
dead square in the chest.
Must we call and ask someone (911) for permission?
He broke in and attacked her with a knife.
Mother and child, alone
grieving from her husband\'s passing.
Her daughter constantly asking
“Where has Daddy gone?”
That rainy night in the heartland:
Mother and daughter coloring in blue
chosen ‘cause it was Daddy’s favorite.
She heard the door knob turn
and bolted to the bedroom for her .32
She called her daughter who came running at her
stashed her in the closet and took a stand
at the foot of her bed, her gun in hand
terrified and shaking, she heard the glass shatter
and the kitchen door squeak open...Then
“I know you’re in there! Come on out!.”
She quickly opened the door
and fired two shots
directly into his chest.
He dropped his knife and with a twisted smile
stared at her for a while
then collapsed onto the floor...Dead.