Expression!

There was no expression on his unshaven face

no hint of what he would do

in the queue of a small busy provincial bank

to any trained observer

he was a suspicious character up to no good

rigid like a piece of wood!

 

It was if he was waiting for a particular moment

those by him started retreating

as if an instinct was warning them of a danger

from beneath his raincoat

menacingly brought out a twelve bore shot-gun

hitting a man trying to run!

 

Pushing customers aside who had not moved

pointed the weapon at the cashier

there were no security glass she faced a gun

aimed directly at her head

somehow keeping calm as he told her to fill

money sacks close to her till!

 

Grabbed the bags then fled towards the exit

a female accomplice remained

creating a diversion as security went to fire

racing through the sliding door

just as the alarm was raised by the shaken staff

safe let out a  triumphant laugh.

 

Briskly walking to a selected skip opening lid

took out a large hold all

from it removed a jacket put the money in

within seconds proceeded

with a changed image headed to the station

but still had trepidation.

 

Not wanting to be overconfident it went well

no sign of being followed

meeting his partner in crime and lovely wife

at a prearranged rendezvous

relaxing on the train hoping she was all right

their re-union always a delight.

 

On arrival at the seaside hotel it was too quiet

she had been compromised

keeping from view saw her waiting  nervously

a dark car outside watching

expecting this could happen he called a cab

with the intent his lady to nab!

 

knowing what to do came slowly out and walked

close to the hotel wall

saw the taxi arrive as she passed the door opened

a hand clutched her arm

and was now with her husband and drove away

to commit a crime another day!

 

His expression now showed plenty of emotion!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

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Poison!

For some reason as he turned towards his partner

his stomach churned he felt pain

their eyes met he could see the hate and coldness

black as coal a penetrating stare

she did not know he had found out about her affair

somehow he was sure didn’t care!

 

It had been the trend all through their long marriage

he had done his best never stayed

not in his nature to cheat it had crossed his mind

now often wish he’d left long ago

too soft accepted it but as the pain raged he realised

some plan she had devised!

 

For weeks started to lose energy and become weak

she had become very attentive

and it dawned on him she must be using poison

the latest lover must be important

hate had eventually bubbled over he was in the way

with his life would have pay!

 

She had even taken the cell phone from beside him

never been contained before

confined to his bedroom could often hearing voices

her new man was installed

determined he would not be an easy victim to kill

had his own agenda to fulfill!

 

Heard her leave early on a bright summers morning

had an inner strength a new hate

no point loving the woman who wanted him to perish

summoned the energy to rise

tried the land line telephones there was no ring tone

her callousness could not condone!

 

He could only assume they thought it would be soon

the poison his life devour

each step became a battle of his own determination

making it into the kitchen

headed for the back door needed the suns rays

this would not be his end of days!

 

On the rear porch caught site of a freshly dug grave

his spouse was very confident

her task was nearly complete and the plot visible

it would not be him buried there

managed to find the key to his shot-gun collection

relying now on his own protection!

 

Prepared himself for their return and his surprise

drinking plenty of water waited

now hiding in a shady place constantly nauseous

revenge became the only thought

once an isolated ranch which together had chose

finally the relationship had to close!

 

At last he heard the truck coming back closing fast

watching it pull up close by

without further thought aimed and then discharged

instantly his wife and lover fell

the hole made for him was certainly not wasted

those who dug it lay there instead!

 

A nice small garden on the spot looked very nice

a distressed husband played the part

reporting the wife he loved had left without trace

months later nothing was heard

he discretely left for a long trip never to return

for him nobody had concern!

 

But he retained the ranch and the secret remains!

 

The Foureyed Poet.