My father-in-law shot himself
I wasn’t there
Just in the same town
He left a business-like note
Covered the basement floor with a plastic sheet
Stood in the center
My husband found him
When he went for a visit after work
Really you do not want to go downstairs
And discover old dad
With blood and brains dashed around
Even if it’s mostly on a plastic sheet.
You will never catch me being so thoughtless
I would make sure the cat finds me first.