You want to dance with the devil; I see
Find out all the bad things he can be
Have you considered this carefully?
Then make your choice but choose wisely!
Wouldst thou place thy handeth on his own chest
Only blacken’d heart lies neath those ribs
Of scorched bone
While vile stench doth reek
From the pores of his own diseas’d flesh
Or
Maybe
Symbolic
A visual
Statement
A message
A Picture
That can speak a thousand words of the atrocities
And outrageous brutalities he’s bared witness to
Partaken in
Instigated
Enjoyed
Or
A whisper in your ear
Of the secrets that have been seen
Secrets you don’t want others to know
Sshhh, don’t worry he won’t tell
For a drop of blood on parchment
Are screaming words enough
For him to get into your mind
Like maggots on rotten meat
Burrowing, feeding on your fear
Turning your subconscious against you
Toward him
Have you made your choice yet? No?
Well never mind
After all it’s too late now
I’m quite fond of you
And you should know
You can’t bargain with the devil
I think I’ll stick around
Oh I’m sorry, I should have introduced myself
I’m going to take good care of you…
Copyright © JRFC July 2019 Image by Waldkunst from Pixabay
JC! This is f-ing brilliant!!
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ah that old seduction, except for the stench.
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Thanks Tara. I confess I really enjoyed writing this one 😈
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Absolutely 😂😂😂
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Thank you Vaughn, that’s very nice of you to say!!
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