Another day, another woman’s body found
bound, it’s reported, and strangled and set ablaze.
Bound, it’s reported, sharpening the gruesome details
with every repetition, adding next the rope around the neck
and after the rope around the neck the report that
the body was still smoldering when the dog walker found it.
The body, the it, that the dog walker found while looking for
the woman, the woman who had had a life,
the woman who had had a life and a dog, and a dog walker
whose own life will never be the same
for whose life could be the same after going to meet a woman
and finding a body strangled and bound and burned?
Switch gears—whose life could be the same after going to meet a woman
and leaving behind a body strangled and bound and burned?
He strangled her, he reported, and then bound her body
and set it ablaze but he didn’t mean to he just snapped.