A Study in Crime

I have a friend who is studying
Forgiveness.
A PhD program,
I believe.

She is passing up
the First Level of Crime
and concentrating on the Second.
For who has not been
the Unintended Victim
of Forgiveness?

It is a crime the way she abuses
her best friend. Never calls
and never answers the phone.
But her friend forgives her
and keeps on calling just the same
like a fax machine.

Randomly.

Before breakfast,
twice at lunch or (too often)
during the News.

Maybe the crime
is how we use the phone
or maybe the loose use of language.
Or maybe the crime
is Forgiveness.

The First Level of Crime
is only a matter of Time.

L.Fullington

If you've any comments on this poem, L. Fullington would be pleased to hear from you.