The compact disc glinted in the sunlight

pinned upon the workshop door

I promised to scatter the silence

from its cage for evermore.

 

No final wish was granted

as it showed its circular face

so I hefted the 22 rifle

in a close embrace

 

levelled a calm dispassionate eye

as the breech caressed my cheek

 

felt the kick of pelleted flight

the release of held - in breath

a constellation of light and sound

CD of the week.