green noir

you are taken in
for questioning.
there was a bank robbery
that occured
a few nights ago
on the corner
of elm and main.
they want to know
where you got
the money for
those new shoes,
new clothes.
that grey prius
they pulled you
over in with
the coexist bumper
sticker.
what's up
with the haircut
buddy, can't afford
one? and
the cologne,
the smug cop
asks, tipping
his hat back. smells
like mint, fresh
mint, home grown.
he shoves
the chair aside
with his wingtips
and pulls out
a pack of camels.
smoke? he asks, laughing.
didn't think so.
you start doing your
yoga breathing
to slow your heart
rate down
while pullling
at the collar
of your yellow mock
turtle neck sweater.
i bought
all of these clothes
at the second hand
shop, honest, you
tell him, sure he
says. getting
hot in here ain't it,
the other cop
says as he digs
chop suey out
of his nails
with a car key.
maybe that global
warming thing is true
after all,
he says. maybe
those icebergs
are gonna melt
and drown us all.
the other cop laughs,
then starts coughing
as he puffs on his
cigarette. look, we know
you took the money
and it's just
a matter of time
before we find out
how and where it is, or
which charity you
gave it to.
we're watching you.
so go on, get out
of here. and we're
onto that dame you
been seeing too.
we've seen you two
down at the organic
store, buying bean sprouts
and hummus.
we ain't fooled one
bit by you
save the trees
and whales people.
just because you recylce
don't mean you're
any good, so get
that self righteous
greenpeace smirk off
your face. the only
green you care about
is the kind with
a presidents face on
the front. now beat it
punk. we'll be watching.