lucy valerie graham – boland bluebeard

fallen-rose-petalsThey were unruffled,
The artist and his mistress, when I arrived in a battered kombi
To save the wife.

But she had already disappeared.

Only pink water in a bucket and a bloodstain
That smelled of detergent and would not wash out
On the floor near the fridge.

It is happening to me now.
As I try to hide behind the rose bushes,
He says: “Did you really think you could escape?”

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