Shooter Two
Today, another school shooting
imagine yesterday, the nineteen
children were being themselves
ready for school, and this close
to the end of the school year.
Imagine their plans for the new
free time. Imagine this morning
as they got ready for the school
day, their last school day. Now
imagine the young man who was
planning to do what he did and
having some goal in mind. What
was it – to kill a group of children,
or to shock us once more, or was
it some sense that there was fame
to be had in a mass shooting, or
was it an elaborate suicide, a very
public suicide, instead of just going
off alone to shoot himself. It isn’t
hard to imagine the aftermath for
this school shooting. We’ve become
used to it all, the news coverage and
all the politics of them – it’s election
time and this plays well in certain
parts of the country. We’re just getting
ready for the next one.
Shooter Three
At first his plan was to “kill everyone”
but that changed as he planned –
“everyone” would take too long and
take too many bullets, so his plan
came down to killing fewer people
but also killing a moment and a mood.
So there he was disguised and well
armed, well-aimed up on that roof
overlooking their parade, a sniper
like the military snipers he had seen
in movies, a sniper with his private
mission. After seventy shots wildly
shot from his perch, after seven were
fatally shot and thirty others shot, he
in disguise blended in with the fleeing
crowds, as if he were one of them. But
it didn’t take them long, first his picture
and then the scene, the picture of him
being arrested, driving the car they knew
he would be in. Now he joins the ranks
of recent shooters – Buffalo, Uvalde Texas
etc., a growing list of people and places. And
maybe they will kill us all, the “everyone”
he was/they were originally after.
One thought on “Poetry from J.K. Durick”
Disquieting and chillingly accurate — probably the closest we’ll get to motive.
Disquieting and chillingly accurate — probably the closest we’ll get to motive.