CRIME SCENE

CRIME SCENE

those faces
so bright and happy
so ecstatic, Sun
everywhere

paradise
just
off the coast
beneath
the radar

who would have thought
could have believed
it was, is,
a crime scene

a bucket of horrors
kept closed
at all costs
Atlantic breakers to
drown out screams

out in deep dark space
they know
all our Disneylands
are not the same

the light
at its brightest
deadly radioactive

that cancer goes deep
beyond
gold mine deep

and where
those faces meet
off camera, off script
are
returned to shadow
show depth
much darker

have calculated the
evil necessary
for everything

but
hurry along, be
on your way

no
concern of yours
not your
crime scene