Saturday, February 22, 2014

The Usual Suspect

The usual suspect
Is in my mind.
Shake down the subconscious:
Put my thoughts in the line.
Recognize anything there?
I ask to my conscious,
Who doesn't know,
And doesn't connect
To these ideas.

It could be that somewhere in there
Is the evidence
Who, what, where, when why?
Or the motive -
the original perpetrator.

So many intangibles lurk around
In the hallucination ghetto.
Almost any on of them could fit
The dangerous description
Of the one who did it.

But the fact of it is that the crime
hasn't been established
And paranoia reigns.
Send those subconscious ramblings
Back on along again,
Until the next time.

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