Beyond a Shadow

“Shadow of a Doubt,” directed by Alfred Hitchcock

 

It was then when I first saw
your doubt… he was lurking
just around the corner from
the garage.  True, in some way
I, too, brought a doubt along.

How could you doubt, I thought;
but then there he was, dressed
in coldly dubious business casual.

Why stand on formalities
when belief is strained –
like a can of beans?

They didn’t take long to become
acquainted, your doubt and mine.

They shared the time of day,
the weather, and eventually
pictures of the wives and pets
as they rummaged through
the ice box, helping themselves
to your beer.  They took over
the couch and love seat, spilling
ripple chips across the cushions.

Soon they were immersed in some
show they both binged on, using
your Netflix account.  They got
to be absolute nuisances, those
two.

We worked together – the first
time in a long time.  We mustered
all the faith we could.  Eventually
they were out of your house, out
of our hair.

It took us all day to remove all doubt.