Blank look on various faces;

Nobody knows what to think.

A mask lays on the floor

His arm;

Outstretched

Like he intended to grab it

But didn’t.

 

The detective walks in

Looks carefully around the room

Asks me if I saw anything;

I put the knife down

Exclaimed I didn’t.

He picked up the knife

Asked me why it took so long

For me to figure out

He was a fraud.

 

“Everything in me

Was hoping

He wasn’t”

 

Time passes as it does

Wasted on those

That don’t deserve it.

 

He types “I love you”

On the screen

And not a single part of me

Believes him.