Full Bloom

It felt like summer

The birds were singing

Bees were buzzing

The roses were in full bloom

He lay dead

The aroma of freshly baked cakes filled the room

The steak knife had broken while going through his chest

He would have a guarantee for that knife, she thought

Him being so efficient

She decided he should be in bed

But the blanket looked silly sitting on top of the knife

A nice hole in the blanket sorted that

Then she realised she could have just put him on his side

I could have put you on your side, darling

He didn’t answer

That was another one of her pet hates, being ignored

I suppose I’ll be making dinner then

You’ll be wanting your steak well done

A bit like yourself

Well done

It felt like summer

The birds were singing

Bees were buzzing

The roses were in full bloom

He lay six feet under them..