Maybe we had time

to finish the unfinished.

We left a messy scene. Nobody seemed to notice.

Wiping the blood from my hands.

You have no reason to be scared. I’ll hold you, we will be okay.

We’ll pretend it was any ordinary day.

They say there’s no such thing as a perfect crime.

But I beg to differ this time.

We dumped the body off

In 3 deep feet of mud.

We covered it with leaves

We did not hide the blood.

And when sirens start to sound, We’ll disappear and not be found.

Running from the law,

Running from their hounds.

We have no place here anyway, come, let’s go now.

We have no time to stay

There’s No reason anyhow.

Partners in crime, and murderous ones at that.

We disappear into the night, wings spread wide like bats.

12/5/10