Focus
Spare me the fluff
of the smell of the drapes.
A corpse is on the floor.
Mention the who
and the how and the why,
not the patina on the door.
When he left her this morning
and kissed her goodbye,
did he promise to come back for more?
Is she waiting in vain
for a kiss in the rain,
not expecting the upcoming gore?
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