"Animal Instincts" (National Poetry Month poem-a-day) Day 12
Animal Instincts Criminal episode1 written by Bruce A. Pandolfo 4/12/2017 Mike finds his wife lying at their staircase base face down unconscious in a bad state, sprayed crimson, bloody and bludgeoned it's too fucked Marooned as an island in a pool of maroon blood like the pool they spent the night 'round 'neath the moon drunk Mike phones in a frenzy, a freaky familiar interlude He can't get his head straight when the operator interviews Very similar to another time, not time for verisimilitude Figure's she stepping like the sentences he's tripping through gritty it wasn't pretty, sirens blaring, sight dimming Crying trying to clean her up, his dizzy head swimming, Kathleen's doing the dead woman's float, it gets fishy, wishy-washy wish she wasn't a bloody puddled pummeled pity But see in the 80's somehow Mike found a lady in the same way, spotted at the bottom of the stairs, reaper food with...