The Final-Final

Everything has changed, the undistorted truth leaked

beyond the shadow of doubts

He was packing heat then pulled the trigger

hit by one stray bullet

antagonizing her sanity

The inquisition, her tongue spewing the last attemps at

reconciliation

gushing, "please take me back"

years of dismay forgotten

entrapment, extorted love

Juices of the gods inebriate only a fraction of her pain

the liability of future enterprise

position the bodies to be buried

telling headstones

I feel a queer relief, consulting my own pleasure

a conscience, once buried within the corners of gray matter, examines motives

wants or needs?

depraved homewrecker

Destination Unknown

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