Another revised poem this post. I was not happy with the previous version, you can read that here. I discussed it with the Secret Poets and they helped clarify my misgivings.
The classic murder mystery continues to disappoint
My book is read once again
I must walk through the head of the reader
and overhear to their thoughts
The author may deploy
sleight of hand
far fetched coincidences
then withhold vital information
until the final chapter
We are gathered in the library
yes it smacks of desperation I know
shamed as I am by my exposure
my outlandish confession
the other characters look away
And you dear reader sigh
think how trite the ending is
But hold on one moment
is any better constructed
I think it has a clearer narrative now and I have removed the last line. Time for it to go away again for another couple of months.
Here's Anna Ternheim and Johnossi.
Until next time.
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