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the draft of forensics

the draft of forensics

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

the draft of forensics

incriminating evidence,

heart palpitations


screaming skin, moist

the tears of yesterday absorbed


funding low,

had savings to protect my emotions


but the crime is costly

i let the broken pieces

pull together,

into a shape i'm afraid of

like the monster under the bed,


you left mine with just sheets of empty writing

now there are prints all over the room


and i lie waiting for the arrest

just a matter of time,

and nothing left 

for bail,


or reconstruction

of the words 

now hiding in the closet


just more monsters

in the mind.


© 2017 jacob erin-cilberto

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clever, smart metaphor as always ..but i especially like this one...i watch Cold Case Files and Homicide Hunter all the time .. the forensics fascinate and do convict ;)
someone has sucked your protagonist dry ..and for me i see a hint of a possible turn to antagonist .. to steal with disdain heart and soul is a crime of universal harm ... there is a quiver in the "Love Shield" ;) ok....i am getting carried away a bit! :) there are detectives, beat cops, CSI hanging all around the edges of this one .. enjoyed reading for sure

Posted 1 Year Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

i like those shows too..and at times they influence my metaphors...i admit...that's my confession..... read more
Einstein Noodle

1 Year Ago

ahahahah ... you will be the "bird man" of poetry then :)
I'm sure the monsters love this poem. You always bring out the best in them. Tell them I said hello and they should leave you alone for awhile.


Posted 1 Year Ago

jacob erin-cilberto

1 Year Ago

i will give them your regards, Al.


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Added on January 21, 2017
Last Updated on January 21, 2017


jacob erin-cilberto
jacob erin-cilberto

Carbondale, IL

Originally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at two community colleges and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. Friending works two ways. If we have had .. more..


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