Bookstore RevelationsA Poem by CrowleyA poem.....not a story, God forbid for Devons contest. Hope it doesn't offend....too much.Bookstore Revelations The stench of impurity upon my breath A wrinkled suit, a too small vest A head so full of evil thought My life was sin and I’d been caught I walked to the store to buy a book Quick redemption to release the hook Barnes and Noble had them there Between two sections I stop and stare There were Godly words in the religious section Guaranteed to cleanse me of my infection The cult section bled with similar fare But according to some, Satan lived there Two sections of belief, and I couldn’t tell Which of the collections would save me from hell So in frustration I turned, my ears spouting steam And picked up a copy of Penthouse magazine © 2010 CrowleyAuthor's Note
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20 Reviews Added on June 11, 2010 Last Updated on June 11, 2010 AuthorCrowleyPhoenix, AZAboutLike to hang out with other writers and see what's what. Have met a lot of good people on this and other sites through the years. Decided to come back and do a little posting and reading. Hit me up i.. more..Writing
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