4 Pages

Bludgeoned
that's how she went
blow after blow
a gaping hole rent
skull shattered
brain matter splattered
eviscerated
just like he was
when she left
4 pages of impending death
a fait accompli
that left him bereft
Of anger
but full of
disappointment
He writes to remember
He writes to forget
what he did
and what he would
if he was the
uncaring bastard
proclaimed in her 4 pages
that now lie tattered
like the matted hair
on her skull

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