The End of ==/

The end of ==/

My dog saw it first the log rolling gently
on the edge of the sea, only it was a man
in a dinner suit and he had a hole in his
forehead. His hands had been severed,
his dark/blond wig clung to grey neck hair
where tiny crabs had taken up residence

A handsome actor’s face, 007, I was sure
he should have taken that desk job offered
by M, now that he was middle aged and
slowing down, sad, but it happens to us
all we don’t see it before it’s too late and
we end up dead or even worse, laughed at.

As an agent he wasn’t useful to anyone,
I pushed him back to the sea the sharks or
failing that, shrimps, lobsters and crabs
could have him now; poetic justice, you
may say, he used to enjoy dear seafood
after shooting someone dead.