you never trusted her
with a kitchen knife.
it wasn't that she showed any
signs of insanity, or violence,
but there was a hint
of crazy in her eyes.
sometimes when she talked
she went in circles,
like a dog chasing her
tail. sometimes she stopped
and said I don't even know
what i'm talking about,
do you? this made you
tell her to sit down and
relax. i'll get dinner ready.
hand me the knife.
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