the boardwalk body

it was late in july in the midst of his teens, he staggered onto the sand alone as nobody else could be seen, sat to ponder when a nightmare intervened, unsettling shrill of a midnight scream, it's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far, when he went to investigate, the blood was boiling, under the boards was a figure obstructed from view, 20/20 is nothing at quarter to two, he stumbled over to confirm that this was true, and couldn't stop his screaming, it's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far, when he went to investigate, the blood was boiling, and who could ever leave her like this?, he took her hand inside of his, a flatline, no sign insisting wrist, how much worse could the world that we live in be?, lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay, by the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay, lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay, by the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay, the next morning they all whispered about jane doe, of all importance was just being the first to know, any evidence was taken out by the tide, it's just a nihilist that wreaks his craft with pride, it's too hard to walk away when terror is not too far, when he went to investigate, the blood was boiling, lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay, by the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay, lying quiet and still, complexion at peace with dismay, by the moonlight bay the boardwalk body lay