Sense Sonnet - Chiller

A Poe Tale

I murdered my wife in rage,
And buried her in the back yard.
In calling cops, I did engage.
For her missing, I was on guard
That I was suspect number one.
A detective comes to see me.
We go to the back yard. For fun,
I stand over where she would be.
But soon, I hear a thumping sound.
The detective is talking, yet
The thumps are coming from the ground.
Needless to say, I'm quite upset.

I claw at the dirt with my hands.
Soon the detective understands.