Heading North
She’d been raped before
Just never by proxy
The birds flew south
As the Greyhound bus headed north
She would get it right this time
Rip his heart out
He would have watched her getting raped
Gloated and approved
That was his way
He should have killed her
He really should have killed her
It was three in the morning
When Mr proxy arrived home
To a gun pointing to his head
It was just business
Five hundred dollar deal
She was just a five hundred dollar lay
He’d had better, but what the hell
They both laughed
As she emptied five bullets into his business department
Fitting epitaph, she thought
It was two days later when she caught up with him
Took your time
I was getting bored watching the video
He really didn’t satisfy you, did he
Get undressed, and I’ll show you how a real man does it
You won’t be satisfying anyone ever again
You’re hurt, I can see that, but did you really need to kill the guy for doing his civic duty
They both laughed
The birds flew south
Some flew down to feast on a heart
The taste was bad and the flock moved on
The Greyhound bus headed north and just kept going.
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