Police Tape and Shitting where You Eat

by johannespunkt

There is police tape all over the door to his apartment and your first thought is, I wonder where he got police tape from? Then there is the smell of an exploded meth lab and thoughts two through one thousand run through your head too panicked to be remembered. A couple of thoughts after that stagger behind and stay with you when you come to your senses, and the police officer asks you, “Did you know the man who lived here?” The only thought that is left is the one about which option being worse, pretending yes or pretending no?