Sorrowful Murder Scene

Razor sharp icicles
struck deep,
penetrating vital organs.
Body lays motionless,
ice coated with blood
type A.
Thick, leaking
from the wound.
A crimson fountain
cascading
onto the frozen lake,
beneath a
once loved life form,
sprawled across a
once babbling brook.
Heat seen rising from
the severed body
signals the weapon
to melt,
refreezing in mid drip.
Scrape it from the snow,
separate
red from
dirty white.
Tomorrow's children
will come to play,
ignoring
the trail of slush
left behind
by the authorities
at this
sorrowful murder scene.