AGAIN
connection on command
but it gets complicated
when you make a mess
all your works of art
covered in blood and guts
this was supposed to go smoothly
drag the body out and hurt your back
as you shove it in the back
drive to the desert
pumped up on fear
listening to Kill’ em all
hands shaking and woohoing
to the dead quiet night
coyotes howl in the distance
they will never find the fucker
a mad glow in your eyes
they will never know
you get out of the car
light up a cigarette
look up at the moon
and wonder if
you will ever
fall in love
again.