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Premium Member Sweet Sexteen

I saw evil last night
evil in the form of sweet fleshed beauty
evil in the form of twinkling eyes
and the sweetest serpents tongue

I saw evil, perhaps, not in its entirety
for as with goodness evil is an abundant
 and all consuming well.
So young, so stained by herself and others
this child daily sought the flame.

The fragile translucent moth 
to the kittens lick evil beyond bounds.
A narcotic evil bathed in a surcease of pain.
Failures false balm lures with fresh sexual pleasures
lures with ribald sensation, lures with filthy lucre.

I saw flames leap from the eyes of the sweetest face,
recalling the pill vials abundant place;
recalling the ease of reach.

I saw her thrusting tongue-tip lick and leap.
I saw drool come at the corner of her ripe lips.
the ones she would let his bodies sickness kiss,
all for the high his legal drugs would bring
she stay, she’d F…, she’s give him everything.

In his true sickness he’d pray.
"Lord God please heal me." he’d say.
She’d smile and the horned corners of her mouth would rise.
And he’d seek life’s affirmation between her thighs.
She’d stay………’till he dies.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member I

I am but a man
I am not an evil man
But I am an angry man
I am mad at the world for the way it is
For what it does to us and each other
I am mad there is no justice
At least none that I see
I am mad at the world
For what it has done to me
I am mad at myself
For what I have become, because of the world
I am not an evil man
But I am a mad man
I am angry at my weakness
Powerless to stop it all
I am just one who understands
That this is all wrong
And very far from right
I am but one
Quickly losing sight
I am not an evil man
But an angry man looking toward the light
Hoping, dreaming, wishing, praying………………….
I just want things right
Is all I’m saying
Loving, laughing, playing, living…………………….
The simple joy in random giving
Holding, hugging, kissing, sharing………………….
Is all part of our natural caring
We are a race
Who are in a race……………of survival
I am not an evil man
I am just angry at the way we treat each other
Because were all we’ve got

Eric (and sometimes not)
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