No person (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
You were a person of interest
In the pit of my life
A criminal, dark nightshade
A switch blade knife
Your photo pinned to walls
And jagged lines
The passage of relationships
Are here defined
A sociopath in cultured clothes
Your nails pristine
And of your rank nefariousness
You kept your visage clean
I’ll never pin this crime on you
They’ll never know
Your clever plans and strategies
Can’t overthrow
You’re just a photo in the files
Of my lost memory
Some notations and connections made
Known just to me
Your joker’s face will hide the dark
So skilfully
So only those who feel the crime
Will ever see
© Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
You are on a dark theme today… I like it, but hope you’re ok. 🙂
I’m fine – wrote these weeks ago, and to be honest this was inspired by me getting my series 2 DVD for the show Person of Interest, LOL!! 🙂 🙂
Whew! Good! 🙂
Another deep and engaging poem Helen. I like this one, wish I had more time this morning to comment more, oh well, the coffee table might be the place…
It may well be! I gathered from a comment to my poem Chang that you are Australian like me? if so, who knows, maybe one day the coffee table discussion could be a reality!! 🙂 🙂
Australian? Really. I’m in NSW.
Yes. I live in Canberra. So who knows, perhaps we can find a coffee table sometime. 🙂 🙂
Unknown creepy… I can picture it
Thanks!!! 🙂 🙂
Very dark…very much someone I know. 🙂
Thank you – hopefully someone not still in your life? 🙂