Dead Happy
Afterwards, he laughed, 'It's fun to twist the knife!'
No, he didn't care she'd been his wife.
No more messing with his head!
'Simply snapped,' he said.
'No regret!
Dead?
I won't fret.
Yes, that night in bed,
I was truly seeing red.
I'm not sorry that I took her life!'
Afterwards, he laughed, 'It's fun to twist the knife...'
written 21st January for Constance's Andaree Challenge contest
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