Wednesday, September 28, 2016

slow madness

no one goes insane in a blink
it takes years of slow seepage
as words, thoughts, and memories build up
like cancer or water behind a dam
till one day the pressure gets too much and
something gives
something gives
then people say
then people talk
in microphones
and on TV
so and so was such a good boy
never hurt anyone
never said a bad word
did you know he used to collect stamps?
and volunteered at local pet shelter too?
but then, who knows why
he took a machine gun
and mowed down
a bus full of retarded school children
and then he put a bullet in his head
like it was nothing
but he was such a good boy
he was
never said a word
never spoke
just marinated in his own thoughts
like some kind of saint

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