read about the woman
who slowly
poisoned
her husband
by sprinkling arsenic
in his
cereal each morning.
just enough
to make him ill,
but not enough to kill him
right away.
and he pouring
anti-freeze into her
smoothies.
not altering
the taste, but just a
splash,
to send her reeling
when at last
it kicked in.
they found them both
on the porch
swing, holding hands
as they died,
each never really knowing
what the other
was thinking.
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