Next Time

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·@alexshorer·
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Next Time
BEGINNING

So, I killed a man today. 

Because, 

he was in my way. 

No.
Not like that.
 I mean it has been going on 
for a long time. 
You see did not want  me to get ahead. 

So.
 I started seeing a younger girl.

He thought 
he had 
the goods.  

Yes, I know 
the horror. 
She/me. 
Why? 
Because.

MIDDLE

But.
 I.
 Compartmentalize. 
The mind on heroin.
Infatuation (and in this day and age..). 

So, he thought.
 he could spy. 
Spreading his own conclusions. 

In the workplace.
Gossip pierces
 deep 
in 
the heart.

NEMESIS

 And I was caught.
In a thing.
 I would never do. 

The situation 
could not 
sustain. 

One day
He approached her.
Shamed her. 

And
she left.

 He is not
a keeper of secrets. 
He was always jealous.

So.
I had to mark him .
![Road.jpg](https://steemitimages.com/DQmWdtesrAWH6T4mHLaVn2kEWYdegtbK7sNCZzXFd29VgvR/Road.jpg)
RESOLUTION

How ? 

That was not so hard. 
He rides a motorcycle to work. 

One day.

This day.

 I passed him on 
Route 95.
The left lane
back to the 
right.

He did not see
maybe a glint 
through his visor.
I don't know. 

But

 I just bumped
a slip
a touch
the brake pedal.

Acceleration.

Sliding, twisting. dragging 
gone.

A sun speckled July morning

Fast.
No pics today.
 
It was done. 
I guess.
I
kept going.

THE END

We heard about this terrible thing
You never know.
It could have been me.

Then, 
we move on.

Next time.
Please.
Be more careful.
👍 ,