A Crime Scene

The handkerchief held over his nose
Hot days and rubbish, a potent mix
A pencil scratches in a black notebook
The detective a kidnapping to solve
A camera flashes, capturing denim


Secret Admirer

Ride over, the dodgem slows, stops
Unexpected seamed stocking legs seen
Music drifts as guitars jam through the arcade
High heeled shoes strut, sway in rhythm
Vanishes forever another divine marble Venus