Sport 7: Winter 1991
The Detective
The Detective
I cage, I swaddle.
I wear a striped shirt, am all pastels.
Violence has no hyperbole
I cannot match from my own glib argot.
Beside the fountain where the knife is found
I investigate a dapple. My task
Is accomplished with the plain, provident motions
A priest achieves in silence, resolutely.
I probe, I colour; none will teach me manners
Better than my own.