Bossy Like A Salesman
by Nancy Ames
"Sorry if I seem to drift off - usually I would
have my nose in a book at this time in the evening."
"Me too. So don`t worry about it."
"I just realized what Agatha Christie meant about
the relationship between Poirot and Hastings, and it
would also apply to Holmes and Watson, I think."
"Poirot tells Hastings that it is very useful for a
detective to have someone of a normal mindset nearby
during an investigation because a criminal usually will
try to deceive the majority, that is, attempt to fool
the average mentality."
"I see - so that must be why bad guys have this grim insistence
on mediocrity and are so determined to take down anybody
who strays from the herd, you know, from the herd-mind."
"Suppose so. Sad little parasites."
"Oh. What do you mean?"
"Just when they think they`re finally winning they lose
everything. Every time."
He shook his head, making his hair fall down over his
glasses. Then he smiled, just for a second. To acknowledge
the whimsical irony, she imagined.
Posted on 01/05/2019
Copyright © 2019 Nancy Ames
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 01/05/19 at 06:51 PM|
Good one Nancy. Love the conversational style of this...reference to Holmes and Watson. Also a neat meeting of your poetry and short story styles. Continued success with your writing in 2019.
|Posted by Johanna May on 01/08/19 at 01:13 AM|
There is an extreme degree of narcissism and entitlement to allow one's self any criminal means to achieve a want, it is usually a want, not even a need. The Icarus syndrome, higher up, higher up to the sun, the amygdala lacks the emotional discernment of preservation.
|Posted by Glenn Currier on 01/09/19 at 04:07 PM|
What I think of after reading your piece is how much of each of these characters and types I have within myself. The normal, the inquisitive observer, the deviant. Thanks for this thought-provoking conversation. By the way, I too like the conversational style. In itself it suggests a stylistic challenge.