I have just killed
Mary and James Peterson
with this hammer
he said inertly
as he laid the dripping weapon on my desk
She came early
readying herself
for her children coming home
She was bent over an oven
the smell of some perfectly stewed meats
wafting in the air
i struck her with the claw edge
on her temple
and pulled her eye out of her head
then i used the flathead
and pummelled the mess that was left
weird the things you remember
feel her blood seep into my sleeve
as i removed her head
a blow at a time
then i sat on her pristine couch
it was roughly an hour
i heard the distinct
Approach of Bad techno and cheap aftershave
The car door slam and that tune
nobody else knew
He was reaching to a bowl
to toss in his keys
when i crushed his hand
Then i slammed it onto the back of head
My kids are due home
i shook my head
and hooked the teeth
into the flesh part of his neck
and dragged him from the entrance
to the kitchen
so he could see what i had done to his wife
i then put his mouth
over the Itallian marble
and smashed it until
his face halved in two
Their children at the Beekman's
for Lorries birthday
i suggest you don't let them get back to that house
The gulp on the young mans face was palatable
Then a single tear
stripped itself down his cheek
Philip, Lewis your not busy take Mr Scotstoun where ever he wants to go
i felt my eyebrows bend in complexion
We saw what those two animals did to your child
there isn't anyone here who will charge
The cleaner lifted the hammer
an pitched it in a bag
then sprayed and wiped
the desk and walked
away her sobs bobbing
her head scarf
ever pair of eyes lowered in respect