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Taken

He was always conniving up some mischief

Scheming bastard was his given name

At least that was the name he was given

By the taken and the cleaned

There was a flicker of genius in his madness

Admirable, in a twisted way

How he’d hatch more plots than a graveyard

But never lift a shovel himself

Suckering the marks into digging a full six deep

Before they’d realize he had left with the ladder

And everything else that wasn’t nailed down

 

 

David Trudel   ©  2013

 

 

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I’m Human

Anguish of regret

Hot flame of anger

Wistful envy

Depressive melancholy

Bitter resentment

 

I can’t avoid them

 

I’m human

 

So I let them wash over me

Even as I realize they’re unfounded feelings

I find myself right in the middle of them

I know they’re hollow

Insubstantial

Transitory learned responses to patterned inputs

 

If I wait a while I’ll laugh them off

 

For now, though

I remain pissed off

On edge

Out of sorts

 

I’m human

 

 

David Trudel   ©  2013

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