| Fragile At what point does one Wake to think, �I believe I�ll beat my wife to death today, then drive off somewhere, place the barrel of my shotgun beneath my chin, and pull the trigger.� And just what might be The Signs. Telling others that day approaches. Did I see the signs In that quiet man As we passed in the hallway Last Friday? Was it given away by His nod and smile as he And his business were welcomed To the building? The way he sipped his coffee, perhaps, As he and his partner contemplated Arrangement of their new offices? Or maybe by the way He excitedly told neighboring offices of the upcoming Open House. In two weeks. With all-morning coverage By the local FM station. He had his all-morning coverage Two weeks early. All Points Bulletin. Then all-evening coverage. Body found. LilGray |
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