John Hayes
Annul
Did I kill him?
I tried,
I seized the weathered board
with its massive rusty nail.
My eyes flashed fire
I swung.
Was there a thud?
a quiver in the board?
Or had the bastard run?
Did he sneer
beyond my blur of anger?
I never saw him again.
Did he cease to be?
Does he fear me?
Either way, he's gone from my life
isn't he?
Tell me
isn't he?