SCARYTALE

This isn't your normal "CINDERELLA" story...

Misguided justice

       In a misspent youth

Big misunderstanding

       In a displaced truth

A right for a wrong

       A tit for a tat

A short for a long

       A this for a that

Poke eye for an eye

       Yank tooth for a tooth

To live and let die

       With minimal proof

Led horses to water

       Nearly drowned on the brink

In an infinite disorder

       Yet I can't make them drink

A bird in the hand

       Not worth two in the bush

The worth of a man

       Is all pull and no push

A pot burning coals

       Rendering kettle to black

Irony of the soul

       As forward to back

As beginning to end

       As night is to day

As break is to bend

       Synonymous cliché'

I serve up my thoughts

       Without deliberation

I so often get caught

       In a hiatus gestation

Physical emotions

       I've been deep inside

A moral devotion

       Outweighing the lies

Ill equipped with discern

        Has become my occupation

Overpopulated by

        My own population

Life bitter and cold

        An eternal winter

Thorn stuck in my soul

        Like an infernal splinter

My truth is out there

        Locked in triple x-files

Loving lust and sex more than air

        Masturbation for miles

A true work of art

        An original moan or lease her

The raging w***e moans

        And then I release her

Life began as a fairy tale

        With myself as the prince

Castle came tumbling down

         Leaving me homeless ever since.

And he lived horridly ever after...

 

 

 

Author's Note

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