Stainless steel and fluorescent glare
the shadow sharp and clear
why …. and who,
without lifting gaze.
“What’s the story?”
Punctuation and exclamation
Xxxxx fucking Xxxxxx
expletive splits Christian and surname with acerbic precision.
door knock. Charges. Arrest.
Involvement looks away
evidence – she knows I know,
lying about lying to say different,
tungsten demand softens to reach for empathy.
She knows my history
confidence once spoke of frustration one night
two sober people
as the intoxicated swirled around –
the uninsured remains of a former career
voices that would not speak
suspicions not subpoenaed.
….. “ You’ve been in this position.”
Affinity or apathy?
I gave her the dates and times.
She already knew
was only seeking confirmation. I still felt like an informer.