we were unprepared   by rights we should have been aware   with bow and flint and arrow   there were three deer outside the window      my father's father would've known   how to pull that wire and steady the bow   send that arrow into her beating heart   how to cut her and use every part      we've got food for weeks and weeks   and all that blood would find its way to the carpet   sitting there I couldn't shake that guilt   as the deer walked free up the hill