All in a Day’s Work
The stench rose
Thick and swift
Choking the senses
Stinging the eyes
So that tears
Betrayed
Even the strongest of us
The ring
Around the bathtub
Once tinged brownish-black
With dirt and grime
Now shone reddish-brown
The color of crime
Sweeping emotion aside
I engaged my analytical brain
Surveying the scene
Memorizing every stain
The protrusion of her heart
Right through her chest
With nary a severed vein
Was there evidence
In the candy wrapper
Crumped on the bathroom floor
Housing half a bar of chocolate
Filled as it was
With ants
Come to dine
On the bounty of tragedy
Was there motive
In the sheen of oil
Atop the bloodied water
Or proof only
Of a bubbly bath
Some 5-6 days ago
While months from now
I will be celebrated
For apprehending a murderer
Closing another case
These images
Will haunt my mind
Forever
Still
I love my job
Though sometimes
I chase it with whiskey