Shooting the Messenger

John Grey

Such a long time between letters,
I garroted three mailmen.
Now it’s all about email.
When the missives don’t pop into my box,
whose knuckles do I smash?
If the voice intones, “You have mail”
and it’s only spam,
who is the intermediary
that needs their head scalped,
their liver removed?
Is there a programmer somewhere
in the world
who should be ingesting my poison?
I’m weary of those who
are just doing their job.
From now on, I will shoot every messenger
who comes within firing range.
If people I know won’t take the time.
then strangers must suffer the consequences.
I can’t get at those who neglect me.
And I need to take it out on someone.
Of course, there’s always myself.

John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in New Plains Review, South Carolina Review, Gargoyle and Big Muddy Review with work upcoming in Louisiana Review, Cape Rock and Spoon River Poetry Review.