Gig Young

I suddenly can’t help wondering
if by coming to America
and thereby having this access to guns
I won’t someday take the Hemingway out
although it will be much quieter if I do.

I only mention Gig Young
because he was also someone
who went that way,
but his eyes were so sad
and hangdog that to a studier of faces
his fate would’ve been obvious.

Perhaps each morning, while shaving,
he considered this. Perhaps also,
this explains why Ernest grew the beard.