Quiet.

Spring is in the air

Nice and breezy

A good night.

Silent through the house

Except the pleading floor boards

Nightgown elegant white

Hair tied tight in a bun

The gun behind your back

How fun.

Conscience took a breather

Giving you time to think alone

Alone.

The dogs look innocent

Sleeping without a care

Would I dare?

Five more paces to the left

Two more

Look a door.

Lock and load as they say

Position clear

Roger that

The temple is blowing to bits tonight

Second after second

The heart of the moon cries

Forever while she dies.