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Double Murder


DOUBLE MURDER


Book spread-eagled on the desk
Fallen flat after a leap of faith.
A morbid, macabre morgue,
It stinks of rotten Fate.

Skin grainy and wrinkled,
Pale yellowy flesh.
Dog eared, unbound,
A murder - bloody fresh.

Scarlet rivers overflowing
Every finger, every limb.
Veins of protein rich blood,
Splattered over the brim.

Black ants form a queue
Muttering in meters,
Chanting hymns to the Devil
And his creeping, crawling critters.

No lone murder,
Second victim at its side.
Eyes in Keatsian stupor,
Dead or alive?

Kick the bodies over,
Pages unfurled fly.
A shroud for the corpse
To let out a sleepy sigh.

Alarm bells a-ringing,
A frantic dance of unrest,
Caffeinate the eyes,
Tomorrow's the test!


- Maryam Kaleem



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