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Poetry By: A Stranger

welcome to the feast... Please run, more fun for me.....

Submitted:Feb 10, 2007    Reads: 119    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   

The buzzing

Of a dozen voices


Apprehension and distrust

Hangs in the air

All focused on one topic

Brutal slaying of a friendly face

Inhuman, ghoulish

And off, just out

Of focus

A plad suit

Sips coffee

Not a ripple of emotion

His serenity beguilling

For underneath

A howling madman

Tickled to his core

Lapping up emotion

Reaping his crop

Yes, Yes, that was me

No applause

Talk, Talk

I want to relive

Coffee cup meets counter

Sudden clatter

Cuts open forum

Change dancing on counter top

A plad suit

Walks out

Licking his fingers

I am the murderer

And I hUnGEr


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