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I Want to Know
Poem by A.J. Huffman
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I Want to Know
Poem by A.J. Huffman

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I Want to Know

by A.J. Huffman

what it was that made the man light
another man on fire, and of course,
the news reporters failed
to mention that interesting little tid bit.
My mind delved into the depths of its own
depravity, and still could not compute
this level of almost-poetic intent.  Impulse
is understandable.  I could clearly see
a moment of passion turning deadly.
The shooting of an annoying neighbor
who repeatedly parties till 4 a.m. on weeknights.
The stabbing in the genitals of a cheating
soon-to-be-ex spouse.  And, admittedly, I am
from Florida , so I can completely comprehend
the notion of dismemberment, the feeding
of body parts to predatory alligators,
if simply for the convenience of the method
of disposal.  But incineration is another level
of intent.  The vindictive malice that could drive
someone all the way home to retrieve lighter
or match and combustible liquid as a means to end
an argument or settle a score alludes me.  
This man was not a monster,
did not have a history of flaming bodies
ashing in his backyard.  He was an average person,
a you, a me, and I need to hear the tale that turned him
from human to soulless
incendiary.


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