In murder movies,
British ones. The scene
smash cuts dark just
When the character comes
to the door
to a room, calls
a name, and
knocks -
there is no reply
They open, and begin to go in
And we're outside. In the sunlight
around an airy table, chatting
airily with some other random
ones from the ensemble. And
after a while, as the plot weaves on
and you get interested
in this,
Back to the room! Inside
this time. But
The one who knocked
is gone.
And we don't know what happened
or did it
but
it's wrong.
That body
it couldn't be there.
It just couldn't.
It's the detective
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