caper flick

you like a magician, like
a museum thief, stealing in and everything
my life has been.

implicit in complicity,
treating it all just as if -

these halls hung thick with counterfeits
and forgeries, masterfully done
just as masterfully
gone

leaving blanks on the walls
for none to see
in the shapes of paintings

and in the morning, I was left
to sound the alarm. But who would come?
I called

you. Asking why, how

You showed up, insouciant
as usual,
I let you in

Your eyes innocent as thieves,
cast about disinterestedly
as if to say "You must never
question me on this, you know"

The next day,

everything stolen
was replaced with an original.

And between us, we seem

to have agreed

to let it go