The Story Untold

The Untold Story The flashing headlights intensely illuminated the gloomy faces of the sweetgum tree The tears fell from the sky like God's Shower , constant and cleansing The troubled night shrouded the steady strolling figures like an unfulfilled corpse The Killer parked his hesitant vehicle upon the eroded curbside The indifferent priest discharged his shallow yet nessacery words upon the silhouetted congregation "We are gathered today to mourn the death of Linda Whittington..." The words were unclear due to the remorseful rain Buffering the consolation like a badly tuned radio Suddenly, an irrelevant relative broke out : "She didn't deserve to die ...a moment of silence please" The Killer smirked to himself As the theatrical tears of distant relatives who arrived for the free food Conjoined with the Shower droplets Headed towards the drainage The Killer picked up a pair of sodden dandelions from the moist ground And heard, staggeringly clearly , through the rain "Thank you Magnus" Magnus placed the now blood-stained dandelions in the grave And allowed himself to be encapsulated by the determined Darkness ~Whoever