Good cop / bad cop

Good cop / bad cop are you recording this?
Or are you hiding Nazi gold in your safe house?

Oh detective,
delouse your clothes,
squash them bugs,
ensure the skin is rolled tightly in your typewriter

and write scenes of BBQ bon-fires
burning binary smoke signals
nought’s and ones drift over lost burial grounds.

“Skinny man, eat more meat”, he said. He meant it as a threat.
I have tried to murder
dogs ripping carcasses free from smooth bones. In this heat.

Haitian memories
gather at our feet.

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