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sonja benskin mesher
looked out last evening toward the grave

yard

saw the light

the machine making a place

it used to be manual
i know the method

bob told me back then
know the depth

he has retired
since the covid came

said he is seventy now and aches a bit
i heard

i smiled after what he said to me
after he touched my arm

he often did that

once he kissed my cheek

buried my husband
You took my words
Made them your own
Didn’t give me credit
Or even throw me a bone
The lack of ethics on full display
Front page news
The headliner today

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Plagiarism : to copy and pass off (the expression of ideas or words of another) as one's own : use (another's work) without crediting the source

From the Latin word plagiarius meaning“kidnapper”.
Posting or copying other people’s work and taking credit for yourself is wrong.  The ransom you pay is your ethics...maybe more
Prevost Feb 2021
Heart pulls the lever
The cables run through the senses
And back out again
We are awkward in this restless repose
The cable cutting nature of people
Ever at the ready

She stood there, placed
Severed and alone
Her thoughts refused to grace the past
She wrapped her arms around her heart
“please don’t drift away”
“I may need you again someday”
  Feb 2021 Prevost
ju
Why do you stay? That question chokes me. I hook a finger past lips, over teeth
-  scoop it free. It dies, loose and blue-breech on my tongue.

I can’t. I can’t. I can’t ask you. I fold legs to torso, wrap arms around them
-  tuck and tie. Make the question small, tight - then swallow.
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