blame of a savior

You watched the whale
struggle in your net
getting more tangled
as it frantically
spun out

You had a Bowie knife
afraid to use
for fear of leaving
evidence
if you saved it;
the blame of a savior
wasn't for you

A pristine quiet corpse
is better
than a scarred zombie
moaning your name

Awards with sharp edges
Were burdensome

So you watched
That Thing
struggle and sink
as you blocked the sun
and looked at the shore
and gave the
horrified onlookers
a thumbs up
trying to convince yourself
you did the
right thing