The Unpleasantness

My hands were shaking when it was over.  

Your shape lifeless next to me, just an empty vessel now

The bruises around your neck

Your eyes still open, mouth agape

You deserve better

I covered you in a thin sheet and stared out the window

My palms rubbed my brow

The salt of your skin against mine again

Burning my guilt into my mind

You deserve better

I opened the curtains to bathe you in demure sunlight

Like a thin ghost still upon a cloud you rested

You knew that I was not evil deep down

You knew that I would turn myself in

I knew that they would never believe me

But I called and told them to come and get me

I called and told them everything

My hands were shaking when it was over.

You deserve better