suspicion
everywhere round every bend in dingy corners, money spent waiting for a better light cunningly into the night you reach out to hold me tight handcuffs shuffle in the fight suspicion your hat drawn low above your eyes your glasses tinted in disguise you hide your weapon in your coat you follow me down every moat my name you wrote into your book hidden from all eyes that look suspicion your blaming eyes pierce right through me and pile your guilt all over me trusting eyes are shattered now and pain is all we have somehow you search my pockets all in vain you always chase me through the rain suspicion
© Jacques Steyn