From the eye of the Private Eye

though his words
said one thing
his eyes told me
something different

21 ft rule
a concept
a civilian 
cannot understand

justification can 
be subjective
yet the 
continuity of 
unspoken intentions

The idealist
yearns to
question actions
that he has 
no concept of

While the realist
cannot get passed
historical precedence
to a world
that no longer exists.  

A broken mirror
absorbs their
reflection
leaving a distortion
to reality
while it teases
our fantasies

My car 
is parked
My camera hitched
hoping to
capture
an imprint
of a story
left untold

secrets 
smudges
reality 
it interferes
to what 
should have
been 

Your hand
seeks 
to cover 
the mouth
of deceit
while your 
desires manipulate
the ethics
your born with

maybe flirtation
with sociopathy
burned your 
roots to caring
what is right
or wrong
regardless your
damaged goods
and the doe
that gets caught
up with your
drama
becomes mere
appetizers
when it is time
to feast

Rest assure 
I am ready 
to catch 
you doing
your deed

so that your
love ones
can just 
move on..