The Authorities Assess the Terrible Outcome

This poem is very dramatic. It’s like a cross between the violence you feel at rejection, high school like hormones (or hell, just being a woman), being moody, CSI or Mulder and Scully, and Mistakes Were Made….

The Authorities Assess the Terrible Outcome

“There’s a floppy ‘v’ on the floor, next to a smashed
– and reshaped – ‘e’,”
the detective said. His partner quietly looked up at him
almost accusingly.

“I notice,” she said slowly
that the ‘you’ has lain as if to be unnoticed
– just there –
underneath the bed
on an edge of nightshirt sticking out
quite sadly
for awhile.

He looked a little frightened then,
her partner; as though she was accusing him
of some false crime. He studied her in the bedroom door
watched her mouth form the perfect “o”
matching the sick red symbol at the bedhead
and they wrote in notebooks
of the “L” shaped slash of blood upon the floor

He touched her shoulder then
and the she stepped away like it had burned
he barely heard her whisper
“I wonder, which one did it?
I wonder which one just couldn’t say it anymore..”

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The Authorities Assess the Terrible Outcome

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