Suicidal Squirrel

Suicidal Squirrel

by Michelle Stiles

Driving along a country road

Following my dad’s pickup truck

Helping him carry the load

Something happened that made me say, “What the fuck?”

There was a squirrel

A furry little thing

In my tires got swirled

I’ll bet it felt the sting

It came out of nowhere

There was nothing I could do

Maybe it was just hungry and didn’t care

Just wanted a nut or two?

Or maybe it decided it was its time

Had a lot of guilt

Like it was running from a crime

No matter what the case, I still felt bad

When I heard the THUNK

After I hit it, it made me real sad

I wanted to pull over and put it in my trunk

But it happened so fast and I had places to go

Time is such a tease

I wanted to help it out but where it went? I didn’t know

Plus I didn’t want to catch a disease

On the side of the road is where you now lay
I want to apologize that I caused you to decease

To the poor little creature whose life I took away

You suicidal squirrel, I hope you rest in peace