I'm not too sure of the meaning of this poem. What is your interpretation of the symbolism and meaning of this poem? It's kind of interesting.
When the pistol muzzle oozing blue vapor
Was lifted away
Like a cigarette lifted from an ashtray
And the only face left in the world
Between hands that relaxed, being too late
And the trees closed forever
And the streets closed forever
And the body lay on the gravel
Of the abandoned world
Among abandoned utilities
Exposed to infinity forever
Crow had to start searching for something to eat.
Is it really that intense? Would I cope?