Aug 01 2010
Press Relations
I’ve been in your house, your kid’s bedroom.
I’ve seen how you lived.
How your parents related to you.
To your daughter.
I’ve filed reports.
Forms.
Paperwork.
Statements.
Issued.
Read.
Reread and signed.
Witnessed.
I’ve ordered reprints of your case.
Studied them.
Prepared to take the stand.
Give evidence.
I saved your life.
No doubt.
You would’ve died that night.
Tried to.
I’ve seen you naked.
Laid my hands on you.
Been your breath.
Without me you wouldn’t be here.
There’d be no story.
No scandal.
And now the press has you.
Your secrets, lies and lives.
They’ve given them to the city.
And now you’re public.
I see your photo at newstands.
In shops.
And your face flickers a bulb in my brain.
“I know that face…that person…more than most…
…and not at all.”