what crime...?

cripple thoughts

sane mistakes

a fresh murder

for the main course

sharpened scissors

pointy ends

the blades slip right through you

wished you would have said no?

gentle smiles

and pleasing nods

play pretense to the cops

no, officer

I didn't know him

yes, officer

I am sure

no, your honor

I was out of town last night

yes, your honor

I know perjury is a crime

alibi strong

an angel face to match

I in fact

had committed

the perfect crime

And do you know why?

because everybody lies.