Future Crimes

futurecrimesThe lucky couple stood
Smiling and shell shocked
Beside the window-shaped
Portrait of the neighbourhood
As it would look if you knocked
A hole between those awful drapes.

The grins they wore
Don’t bear close scrutiny –
Staring up from the photo their eyes
Cry out for something more,
Glaring towards some future mutiny
Not recorded in this well-layered lie.

Look too deep here and you’ll hear a question –
“Are we still in love now, or we just friends who fuck?”

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