Friday, November 11, 2016

When it comes to pool

When it comes to pool
I don’t have a clue
even if it’s Colonel Mustard
in the billiards room
with the wrench
although no one asks
why a wrench was needed
in the billiards room

I still couldn’t follow
the circular stripes and solids
unless Miss Scarlett’s dress
was one or the other
as she fingered the knife
in the conservatory

Perhaps I’m the victim.
If so, I hope they find
my body in the library.

Photograph by Cristie Guevara via Public Domain Pictures. Used with permission.

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