"Peep Hole"

I watch them kissing

Delicately sensually

He reaches into her blouse

Her head tilts in forced pleasure

Then something goes awry

Is that fear that’s in her eyes

Who is she, who is he?

I don’t know; should I care?

I keep watching through the peep hole

Watching a train wreck in slow motion

I watch him hit her

Brutally and senselessly

He strikes again and then

She reaches down for her bag

When he goes in again

Her bullet then finds his head

Who is she, who was he?

I don’t know; should I call?

I keep watching through the peep hole

Watching a train wreck in slow motion

As he falls she cries

Relentlessly with relief

Was he a John that went bad,

an abusive lover gone?

As she picks up her phone

Will there be guilt in her voice?

Why did she, who was he?

Should I care?  Watch the show!

I keep watching through the peep hole

Watching a train wreck in slow motion