strings accompany the footfall up
the stairs. briefcase in a hand,
hat in another, “honey, I’m home,”
blood in the eyes. murder.
american horror. sorry. it’s all too
predictable. you heard? texas has
the most annihilated families. usually
it’s pops that pops off, but a gun works
in any hand. back to salaryman back
from the cubicle land. it’s a strong scene.
right before halloween, sweetness finds
its way into aisles, blood, words shared
that shouldn’t be shared. jealousy does
sick things to the brain. now, when the veil
is thin, it is best not to let the predictable in.