We are an alibi for everyone we see.
Today I saw a man walking
about 10:15 on Maple at Main.
When questioned by the police,
about an incidence at Fourth and Walnut,
I told them this man wasn’t there.
I saw him blocks away from the scene.
I cannot say his name but I can speak
the features of his face; round, bald,
Friar Tuck fringe. flat nose, blue eyes.
His shirt was red plaid,
open at the neck and unbuttoned
several buttons down revealing
a scar healed over his heart.
He didn’t do it. I saw him.
He wasn’t there.
There were millions of people
I didn’t see.
It was probably one of them.