just listed

your real estate agent
shows you a house. you can
hardly hear her because
of the dogs barking next door,
but she points out
the new kitchen stove.
they replaced everything
after the fire,
the counters,
the linoleum floor.
she shows you the bathroom
on every level,
flushing each toilet
behind her.
look, she says, surprise,
another bathroom.
she opens a closet door,
then steps inside.
it's a walk in, she says
loudly, spinning
around, her head
almost hitting the light.
check this out, she says,
pulling up the blinds
in the master
bedroom with its view
of the street, a tree
in bloom, a dunkin donuts
sign blinking in the near distance.
I hope you like donuts
she says. I sure do.
I hear a target is going
up soon.
she takes you to the basement
with the unfinished walls
and slab floor, she points at the hot
water heater. next to the chalk
mark outline of a body.
that's the hot water heater
she says.
then smiles and says,
isn't this a great room.
the possibilities
are endless.