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Wolf in Sheep's ClothingHe appears to be a gentleman,
But really, he is not.
His true intentions stay hidden, until the time is right;
A wolf in sheep's clothing, stalking his prey in the night.
His eyes are set upon the innocent, the young, and unsuspecting;
The girl with her head in the clouds, and her heart on her sleeves.
He treats her like a delicate flower,
But he truly sees her as his prey, for him to devour.
With each new advance, he feels more entitled
To claim that which she holds most sacred,
The one thing he most desires.
You may have fooled the innocent and the naive,
But Mr. Wolf, you can never, ever fool me.
5:20i went to the forest
to purify my lungs
then i saw the thick
three letter scar
i left in a slender
birch, and wondered how
i could let you poison
another living thing.
moths aren't afraid of pins
till they're stuck to a piece of styrofoam.
hey newton, gravity's flawedi.
starting anew from the flutter
and the sputter of lungs.
a vacant sea filled with feathers
and tumultuous clatter,
ribs in a treacherous pattern
resembling exiting rungs.
i want to wrestle the angels,
your tendency is the ladder.
involved with full indiscretion,
trading lazy for lace.
unspool the curse of the long-
limbs in a languorous flexion
i like the stab of the ankles,
you need the curves intersected.
opting to cull my extents
with trans-dimensional vigor.
spent my dysphoric corrections
on reconnecting lax ends.
lips in a spurious accent
feign a passionate rigor.
i tie myself to the anchor,
you extricate and ascend.
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