I twisted the handle and peered inside and the saw
the blobby
mass
her eyes
were bloody with mucus streaming down her tits.
I called her 'mama'.
and she called me 'Bub'.
I had the shovel
and bashed her skull in with great force and procured the pancake
from the cellar door.
I was sorry
but not remorseful.
and as I was
digging it-
I took a bite of the pancake and gave the rest to my dog Charlie who
kept howling
as the sweat
licked my brow