'Pon reading tragic headline...,
     aye experienced grief alone,
no matter the killer (Chris Watts,
     thirty-three years
     of Frederick, Colorado) unknown
     to me, the sheer brutality,
     whereat he killed Shanann Watts,
     Bella and Celeste,

     his once adorably beautiful,
     now ceased wife
     and daughters ages thirty four,
     four, and three respectively
     (purportedly via strangulation)
     reflexively did i groan
particularly, the propensity to ****
     with in sinew weighted bone

times gone by,
     where expletive laced epithets
     incessantly did drone
nearly activating trip wires,
     a blood dripping knife,
     would be shown
to police, unless...I took my life,
     cuz immediate regret would well up

     resulting with an agonizing moan...
hence after perusing morbid
     (somewhat inexplicably fascinating)
     screaming tragedy ado
admit sadness overtook this chap,
     what wrought motive,
     (albeit premeditated)
     for him to construe

such an atrocious, ferocious,
     heinous, et cetera grew
some crime toward innocent wife
     (she supposedly knew)
intuitively felt and possibly
     foresaw the slew
how her life (a grotesque
     mass square aid )

would meet one gross violent death
intimating marriage frayed
ranking as "FAKE,"
     or Eff for failing grade
yet tidbits publicized twas shaky match
     from get go, no heaven made
nor wedded bliss -
     her precious life paid

as well two preschoolers
     (cute as a button),
and expectant third progeny (male fetus)
existence extinguished by, "killer"
     the husband, who went
     into a deadly tie raid
now guilt upon
     his conscious heavily weighed.