The Town Triangle Affair

I think of you at night
when all I hear
is the pulse in my ear

I lie awake despite
those shots and beer
and all the pills right here

Once I put all this down
The words in the window
I'm going in to town
To make you a widow

I climb up your back steps
skip the top stair
on past the rocking chair

I use the light-less depths
no thought no care
in my cold heart a prayer

Now the deed has been done
and the prize I have won
a few days without sun
then the end life, undone