Forest Knolls - John Vanderslice

We were unprepared

By rights we should have been aware

With bow and flint and arrow

There were three deer outside the window

My father’s father would’ve known

How to pull that wire and steady the bow

Send that arrow into her beating heart

How to cut her and use every part

We’ve got food for weeks and weeks

And all that blood would find its way to the carpet

Sitting there I couldn’t shake that guilt

As the deer walked free up the hill