Hauled from his cell
A dishevelled coat
Smelling of booze
Fingerprints, photos, interview
Refused a lawyer
Offered honest testimony
Arrested that evening
At the docks
Drunk and disorderly
Creating a disturbance
Shouting about murder
No one listened
No police listened
He offered testimony
About the cellist
He murdered her
So he claims
Watched her play
Practising feverishly alone
Applauded her performance
He was invisible
Her haunting ghost
Beautiful she was
He watched her
Stalked her often
She never noticed
He wanted forgiveness
No murders reported
They are skeptical
He begs forgiveness
Concerned they wait
Can hold him
Until midnight strikes
Slit her throat
Anger, unrequited love
He is invisible
To blind eyes
He smells atrocious
An unkempt beard
Someone would notice
He was near
But he insists
Murdered his love
A dead cellist
Her throat slit
Thought it madness She heard voices applauding her performance
Pleaded for help
No one listened
Stalked and followed
No one believed
Except one man
At death’s time
In police custody
