Just Out of Frame

I see a man who lives in shadows. Hides his face in his hands. Can’t hide his shame.

I saw him down at the river once. He was busy in the bushes, burying the blame.

He was younger and not as quiet. Too many questions left him unsure.

But life and love have had their ways and deception gave him cure.

There’s a beauty in his wanting. There’s a trust just out of frame.

The drugs are his sentence now and the drinking hides her name.

There are secrets in the shadows.

There is justice in the air.

There are victims who know nothing.

Talking about life’s not fair.

There are secrets in the shadows.

There is mystery in the wind.

There’s a stillness in that smile.

And the breaks just past the bend.

Dennis Mantin

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