He taps into his darker self, malevolent thoughts he seeks
yet mostly struggles them to find and darkness then to speak
yet deep he digs perhaps to find the things he keeps well hid
and in a moment clear a rage he heeds the prompts dark bid
Gives voice to things he’d like to do and thoughts he entertains
of zombie infestations seeing creatures eat friends brains
he shoves a colleague down the stairs, into a river does kittens throw
and finger bangs a woman that he doesn’t want to know
He defecates outside a school, and then punches a horse
makes pranks calls to widower and mocks the dead of course
then dreaming of the things he like to do and those he hates
he peers in through your window, on your roses masturbates
kittens drowned and puppies kicked he revels in the spite
and chokes his wife with trembling hands as she sleeps through the night
All day he entertains and dreams and lets the darkness out
into a cinema he runs “Allah Akbar” shouts out
And then with poem on the page the darkness does recede
and bids you keep his secret and the darkness not to feed
with smiles and laughs the rage does pass and normal it returns
he presses publish, smiles and winks and to the next page turns
O.M.G. You ARE brilliant!
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I tried to be dark but not great at it tbh
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It was a dark comedy begging to be told! Awesome!
Well, I enjoyed it. Lol!
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Love the twist at the end.
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I tried to do the whole duck stuff but mostly I don’t have those emotions to tap into
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Thanks man. 🙂
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Yeah.. that duck stuff is hard to tap into. Unless you’re a bird. Then… might not be so hard. 😉
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Haha…voice to text strikes again…dark. Duck. Tomato tomato . hmm. That doesn’t work typed out does it.
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I think you do dark pretty well… great post!
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I guess I can do a bit twisted what I don’t have the depth of emotions some of you more serious Poetic types have
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