In the Moment
I get lost in the moment watching and reading about certain mysteries
48 hours is a particular show where I feel like I'm at the crime scene
and the head line news on the tube and especially the internet
where the facts don't always add up is the ones I cannot forget
Especially the ones where they say no foul play was involved
the case was opened and closed so fast they quickly say its solved
claiming the case is a suicide I try to be a sleuth like Columbo
where red flags go up in my mind and there's more I need to know
Combing and pouring over the few clues I end up scratching my head
and wonder why these were the only facts the public was fed
where you know there are holes in the story and its still a mystery
frustrated you try to let it go thinking ambiguously
In my mind I try to see exactly what happened that fateful day
who the victim was, their circumstances, and if there was foul play
specifically the cases where the victim had suddenly disappeared
turning up dead weeks later in a remote spot as we had all feared
This murder mystery moment arouses my inner curiosity
an amateur sleuth searching for answers that finally satisfies me.
6-10-18
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