As Long As I Know 'Where' You Are Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

If someone is caught mysteriously snooping.
And in your backyard,
As if looking for 'something' specifically...
They are there with a doing of it on purpose.
And...
If they seem to be more shocked than you are,
That they have been caught in the doing...
Do not call the police!
They ask too many questions
Investigate these matters on your own.

'Again...
Who are you? '

~Trust me,
I'm innocent.
I had no idea this was private property.~

'With a ten foot fence surrounding it?
And a ladder you used...
To avoid getting spiked,
By the barbed wire?
With motion detectors in full sight?
Again...
Who are you? '

~Please let me go.
I made a mistake.
Untie me from this chair.
There are laws you break.~

'I know.
But on my property.
Rules and laws I am to make.
Again...
Who are you? '

~I'm not telling you anything.
I don't have to.~

'You are right.
You don't.
But in my home,
Guess who wins? '

~I'm going to have you arrested.
I'm going to call the police.~

'I would do the same thing If I were you.
However...
One of us is tied to a chair.
To remain there.
And the other...
That would be me,
Could care less who you call...
If the doing of it was possible.
Again...
Who are you? '

~What about 'my' rights? ~

'You have the right to remain silent.
And I am going to tape your lips shut,
Just to make sure I am the one who remembers it.'

~But you can't do...~

'Were you going to say 'this' or it?
There you go.
Attempting to tell me what I can't do.
And 'you' now have proof...
As to which one of us is totally wrong.

Don't worry,
It wont be long.
Who knows...
I might become overcomed by guilt.
And change my mind.
With a forgetting who you are.
As long as I know 'where' you are.'