the draft of forensics

the draft of forensics


incriminating evidence,

heart palpitations

 

screaming skin, moist

the tears of yesterday absorbed

 

funding low,

had savings to protect my emotions

 

but the crime is costly

i let the broken pieces

pull together,

into a shape i'm afraid of

like the monster under the bed,

 

you left mine with just sheets of empty writing

now there are prints all over the room

 

and i lie waiting for the arrest

just a matter of time,

and nothing left 

for bail,

 

or reconstruction

of the words 

now hiding in the closet

 

just more monsters

in the mind.



erin-cilberto
1/17/17

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

clever, smart metaphor as always ..but i especially like this one...i watch Cold Case Files and Homicide Hunter all the time .. the forensics fascinate and do convict ;)
someone has sucked your protagonist dry ..and for me i see a hint of a possible turn to antagonist .. to steal with disdain heart and soul is a crime of universal harm ... there is a quiver in the "Love Shield" ;) ok....i am getting carried away a bit! :) there are detectives, beat cops, CSI hanging all around the edges of this one .. enjoyed reading for sure
E.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i like those shows too..and at times they influence my metaphors...i admit...that's my confession...

i'll get life.

j.

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahahah ... you will be the "bird man" of poetry then :)

[Alfred Kukitz]

I'm sure the monsters love this poem. You always bring out the best in them. Tell them I said hello and they should leave you alone for awhile.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i will give them your regards, Al.

j.