Confession

‘So I buried her at midnight
in a suitcase by De Vere,
but I kept her head beside my bed
— my little souvenir.’

Not hard to make this stuff up,
when they’re screaming in my ear.
Just make it sound demented,
tell them what they want to hear.


 

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