Doesn't add up

In the end,

all adds up to nothing

Parts

The world is more

than the sum of its parts

Fatal Flaw

Corruption is one of humanity's fatal flaws

Simplicity

Simplicity awaits us

So does the heart

The eye sees what it wants to

and so does the heart

Case Closed

The old man had left Iris everything,

the proof was in writing....

just connect the dots,

case closed, right?

No other time

There is no other time

Between the Cracks

Between here and there

you find lots of cracks

Motive

Late that afternoon,

the Senator's lawyer came into the police station.

He was there to give his statement.

The Lieutenant's interest peaked when Iris' name came up.

Just the mention of the girl's name brought out bitter emotions.

Seems a new Will was motive enough for this attorney.

Blondes

The world has its share of blondes,

but there was one in particular that the Lieutenant 

had to find for things other than his usual reasons.

Did Iris have blood on her hands?

Not much help

"Why do you think Iris is so wicked?" the Lieutenant asked.

"It's one of those things that a person feels,

you can just sense it when you are around someone like that" Emily replied.

Not much help the Lieutenant thought.

Anything

It seems that anyone who knew Iris Phillips didn't like her.

Emily, the housekeeper, hated her. She told the Lieutenant that Iris

had been to the estate many times in the last month.

Emily also felt that Iris was a wicked woman who'd upset the old man.

Emily believed that Iris was after the Senator's money and would have done anything to get it.

Home Again

When we let go

we find home again

Seeking Truth

Back at the station,

the Lieutenant spent the rest of the day

looking through the statements of the servants,

and friends of the old man.

The truth was here.

Find Her

The Lieutenant left the Senator's house.

He was headed back to the station.

As he drove, he thought about Iris Phillips.

He needed to talk to her, but he had to find her first.

Recently

Why the Senator didn't use his gun to protect himself was still a mystery.

According to the housekeeper, the laster person to see the Senator alive was Iris Phillips.

A young woman who had only recently met the Senator.

The look of things

The Lieutenant returned to the house.

The place was a shambles.

There was paper scattered all over.

The furniture had been turned over.

Whatever the murderer was looking for had to be important.

The Senator must have put up quite a fight from the look of things.

Nothing found

The masses trying to remember

why they're actually here

no reminder or insight

to be found anywhere

One with Nature

Buck liked to think he was one with nature,

as many do, true or not

Missed Something

The Lieutenant's mind was filled with murder.

He could think of nothing else.

There had to be a clue somewhere.

All Senators had enemies. 

Some more than others.

He decided to return to the crime scene.

There just had to be something he missed.

Boredom

They sanctioned their boredom with little care

Dead Body

A dead Senator and a world of suspects....

the Lt. knew he'd have his hands full,

time to see the coroner and the body

Getting Caught

Crime is nothing new to cities,

that's where you find politicians....

who make a living out of crime,

it's not often that they get caught,

that's the difference....
though few seemed to notice

Emerge

be still and let all emerge

Considerations

Our priorities drive us

we need to consider where

Wait

The long wait

ends up for nothing

and nothing to await

Open Eyes

It shouldn't take tragedy

to open one's eyes....

Dimmer

With her loving me like she does

my heart falls apart

youthful abundance done

life once fresh and unknown

she the daylight, now gone

dusk descends

no preface or forward gears

like history books upon longing shelves

you fade, growing dimmer

a memory within myself

why didn't you call for help?

Starting

It's not finishing what we start that counts.

It's simply starting...

Saloons and Solutions

On the other side of town Lt. Charles finishes his much-needed coffee.

Twenty-two years on the force hadn't prepared him for his latest case,

and a night of drinking at the saloon couldn't make him forget it.

If his life was to have any meaning, it would come from solving this case.