Case of the Mondays

There's murder in the air
for one forensic scientist.
His job? To analyse soil
for telling particles.
If he can link dirt from the suspect,
a disgruntled sanitation worker,
to this recovery location,
the evidence will be available
to prosecutors
and they can send
him away for good.
The victim's remains were found
on this dirt hill.
It was covered with a garbage bag.
Upon arrival, the forensic scientist
couldn't believe his eyes and ears when,
he saw a skinny, bearded man humming
Don't Fear the Reaper and digging a hole
with a pitch fork.
Next to the man was a stuffed sleeping bag
that looked like someone was inside.
The bearded man ran when he saw him.
He dropped his fork.
The sleeping person did not move.
The scientist thought it funny,
but not ha ha funny.
They always disappear before the
morning light.
He groaned, realizing he'd just witnessed a crime
and a new body was at his feet.
He took out his supplies and reminded himself
that he preferred dealing with soil over people.
Dead people weren't so bad though.
Not hard to figure out.
It was just another day on the job and
cold beer waited at home.

"There's a smile on my face.. for everyone... it's just another day."