Criminal

You’re in a plastic chair

Across from me

Fidgeting with your lack

Of fingernails

And biting your fingertips

Like it might help you

Not be sick

 

I sit opposite you

Calm and quiet

Like I’m not

Tearing up my insides

With questions

 

Eventually you look up

And I see the humiliation

Behind your dark irises

 

As well as the fear of my fury

 

I smile at you blandly

Disguising my disappointment

That you aren’t more

Outwardly criminal

 

And wonder

Out loud

What one is supposed to say

To the person

Who man slaughtered

Your brother

 

You shrug

Uncomfortably

Cheeks burning

And answer:

 

‘Whatever makes you feel better?’

 

You’re so pitiful

I can’t even bring myself

To hate your weakness

 

Instead I just shake my head

Bemused.

Reviews

[EMP]

weird that you wrote this before today :/ can you see into the futureeee? but i love this, again powerful, i like it, i really do, it's sly and evilll. it's sad too, that he can't EMPATHISE with the poor person...

[Beatrice Mars]

I can't decide if i like this or not. I know it's good...I can tell that, because well, i'm not stupid, I like the words and the structure etc and I know why it's good (it's the way the protagonist seems to be keeping calm and quiet on purpose just to annoy the other guy, the lines Who man slaughtered/Your brother, awesome! I smile at you blandly/Disguising my disappointment/That you aren’t more/Outwardly criminal, I love it...)

So umm yeah, it's an awesome poem, there's just something that makes my stomach twist, in a bad way....which is probably good...