Remittance of Evil

Screen
predominate
figures flicker
fast
slow
advance forward
rewind
this here
these shots we show
your world
your reality
your explanations
time to reap
that which you have sown.
Children have died.
You laughed 
power play
bringing others to their knees
corruption
gangrened 
all limbs
needed to be pruned
needed to be cut back
needed to be culled
to prevent further rot
from forming.
Colleagues
turn away
no longer willing
to play 
stupid game
lost you have
protest all you want
no returning from this.
Potted old man
humored 
no longer pandered to
sycophants fleeing
delusions
rended with reality
burnt
fires flaming
retribution has come
finding you wanting.
 
©Aug. 26/20
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Tortured Innocence (Or so they thought)

I made a deal with the devil
giving him my soul
solely for a chance at retribution.
He gave it to me so willingly
promising he would see me when I arrived home.
I haunt desolate moors
busy side streets
rooms dusty with misuse
those burnished bright beneath a layer of wax
awaiting the dance to begin.
I am the hidden desire
bleak truth that you harbor
nightmares I bring
to make you shudder
to make you fear
to make you look over your shoulder
wondering
if I am near.
Croon softly in your ear
melody of death
played when you carved your initials
into my flesh.
I ran away in my head
away from the pain
the tears
the fears roiling within.
Your mutilated love
which you professed it to be
made me into this succubus
that you do so see.
You and the Devil
naive you thought I be
only to discover
I am far worse than both of you
together
two to my one.

©Oct. 29/19
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