For the Juxtaposition Poetry Contest of Regina Mcintosh
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They live like we do and look like we do. Inside their sometimes quintessential houses they reside oftentimes with a wife, maybe children. They work in jobs where we might work. Some may even be the preacher at a church. They could be a government official. What harm could there be in someone with great charm? Behind the doors of their houses, (perhaps with those proverbial white picket fences) they probably show at least the random signs of who they really are. It’s likely that someone sees something that isn’t just quite right, yet they are adept at manipulation, and easily, so easily, are people fooled by them. Meanwhile, they harbor the darkest of fantasies, and some of them will act these fantasies out. Somewhere in this world right now - somewhere in a big city nearby you, it’s very likely that a child or young woman was lured by some sweet words or perhaps simply and suddenly abducted. If not beneath the ground, they might be miserably languishing in a dingy basement locked up or even kept inside a box - fodder for the whims of the charming psychopath.
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