The Stranger
The door was left ajar
A hasty retreat from the guilt of the vulgar
(And he’d only just begun!)
He’d only just begun
Ceramic shattered tiles
And fibber from carpets
Left crystalline
The tears on her face
This crime carries the face of woman
But the mugshots don’t quite match up with the composite
Compost heap
Punish her
Punish her
Her crime
Left him undead
And his memory lingers in vain
Her crime
Left him undead
And his memory lingers in
Vain
The anemic
Had lost his color
The anemic
Had lost his color
The anemic
Had lost his color
The anemic
Had lost his color
He
(He)
Had
(Had)
Bled
(Bled)
Out
(Out)
Laying in lullabies
He
(He)
Had
(Had)
Bled
(Bled)
Out
(Out)
Laying in lullabies