It was me,
I raped you in the bathroom
of the gymnasium
after the rave.
It was me,
I shot your husband
in the leg
then the back
of his head
because I’m a bad shot
now your alone
with baby
It was me,
I stood on the stand
and lied,
I said it was another
who shot the clerk
another who stole
I did this under oath
and a plea bargain
now
it is me
who’s innocent.
Jon Edward Walker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/innocent/
