Of a Murder

New love plants a seed

Old house in the trees

Ambitions

Transitions

Roll up your sleeves

One by one

The layers peel back

Now back away

This room is the perfect photograph

By light of day

Throw shutters

Cover up the cracks

The truth is free

This room is the perfect photograph

This tale

Of a murder

Nineteen sixty three

All eyes on the screen

So pretty

Oh pity

So hard to believe