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necessary evil

it was an
extra-ordinary conversation
framed by an odd
juxtaposition of words

I wince when I hear
the English language
twisted into the
unreasonable or

how much do we think
about the meaning of
what we are saying
when we speak

"well, we need a diagnosis...""
she said
"its just a necessary evil..."
was her glib response

"necessary evil?"
I echoed her...
"those two words
should not meet...
they simply never belong

"how can or could anyone ever
be lead to believe
that evil
is necessary..."

she blinked
overtaking her face
her vivid blue-green eyes turning inward...

for a moment
words abandoned her

"I'll have to think
about that...
what you meant..."
she stammered,

realizing then
a stark point had been made
that might not have ever
been made before...
I too paused,
gazing into
her startled

*** from a real conversation
    straight from the mind/mouth of
    Melissa A. Howells (me)

Copyright October 15, 2013
All Rights Reserved By This Author
Melissa A Howells
Meloo straight from her Tilt-a-World

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