Sleeping with the enemy

   
   
   
   
   
 
This merry addiction,    
this morbid fascination    
with a crime documentary before bed.    
     
Who planned what,    
who got away,    
and who got knocked on the head.    
     
Clumsy reconstructions,    
no-shit-Sherlock deductions:    
poison, gun, or axe to the ... Yes.    
     
The stuff of nightmares, true;    
but, my dear, thanks to you    
I already sleep light, and sleep less.    
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There's been one punch too many,    
and one death too few,    
so I watch crime TV.  And you.