Remorse

Pulling the triggera shot would fire then he'd wakeTo red lips above him smearedwith scorn and stale restraintShe covered him with pitylike a snake about to strikeAnd then pronounced him hopelessWhen he wouldn't do as she would likeHe's so sorry he can't feel remorseHe tries to keep the helpless ship on courseThe blameless sky pales as a storm comesTaking it by forceHe's so sorryFlashes of justiceafter all she'd done for himFor the first time she was quietAs he touched her moon pale skinThey found him hours laterHe was talking to the gunSaying Father please forgive herShe has killed her only son