'you Won'T Hurt Me No More'

Lady laughed manic, scrubbing hands blood stained fingers washed one another The water, scalding, removed any trace that evil had transpired here Her eyes wide and wild...recounting, remembering.... ...reliving...rejoicing. He lay dead, face down Vengence surged euphoric She whispered through smiling teeth 'You won't hurt me no more' removing red spattered hand made dress Naked she laughed and knelt to the splintered floor piece by piece she pried the wood Fumbling with foreign tools Creating this corpses tomb Rolling this limp, lifeless mass into the earth below Her bruised, weary face stared down His eyes, one stabbed, met hers as she smiled pouring lye over his hated face and limbs Tossing the dress down to the crypt She grabbed the knife to follow it's path thought better of it...keeping it gripped in hand ....a symbol of her new found strength, she couldn't part with it Replacing planks of floorboards like jigsaw puzzle pieces Hammering them in place to make a more familiar scene The table was pushed over to conceal the calvary She sat...eyes wide and wild...to a dinner made for two she sighed...naked and relieved...slowly carving the meat