…was what she said as I walked past
      and began to laugh.
I imagined a bomb somewhere
      killing a family on their way
      home from church.

As she laughed,
I wanted to shake her
      and ask her

I knew she didn’t have an

She was just a messenger,
      so someone would know
      their hurt.

Maybe the crazies,
      enjoy being the only people
      able to say what
      needs to be.
Even if that is simply
      “fuck off”.

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