You didn't even sit next to me in the cafe, didn't even smile back at me when I grinned wide for nearly six minutes at your wonderful face. Is it because of that August night, when the moon was round, and the owl screamed outside your open window?
You didn't even come to see me, sat in my car outside your home. I was there for nearly three hours outside your wonderful blue house. Is it because of that August night when the mood as round, and the owl screamed as you were sleeping?
You weren't even home when I crossed the yellow tape. You didn't even answer your door when I knocked on it for nearly forty minutes outside your wonderful silent home. Is it because of the August night when the moon was round, and the owl was screaming, as I crept in uninvited?
You didn't say hello when I went to the cemetery. In fact, you ignored me when I stood by you in front of that cross with your wonderful face on it. Is it because of that August night when the moon was round and the owl screamed outside your open window as you were sleeping? And I crept in univited, just to see you- just to get you- alone, so I could say 'hi' and you could smile at me for once. You didn't even smile at me in your room when you woke up to see me there, and you screamed, in fact, for nearly four minutes until I squeezed your wonderful throat. And now you don't even visit me in death when the moon is round, and the owl screams outside my barred window.
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