If you find yourself being questioned about a crime you
did not commit, resist at all costs the impulse to be helpful.

—social psychologist Richard Ofshe

                Where were you the night of July 10?

I am unable to say from what place, from which dream,
anything comes.

                If you were to commit a crime . . .

I would prepare the hundred masks that must fit a single face.

                You would plan it?

How many persons, cities, or roads does jealousy make us
eager to know? I'd think about details.

                Like hair and fibers?