An archive of poems about evil from the More Tomorrow series by Greg R Fishbone.
the abstract painter believed
that the deceiver
abstracted the deceived,
that happiness abstracted
from an unraveled life,
that every other woman
was symbolic of his wife,
until he learned the hard way
that his bliss conflated strife
when a gentle caress
abstracted from a knife
Reup: 2/365
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Growing,
spreading,
crawling through the fence,
reaching with its tendrils
for each victim that presents,
relishing in suffering,
hating human life,
it wants to snare your children,
it wants to touch your wife,
and all we can do is bear it
while we're itchy and indignant,
scratch our welts as we declare it,
poison ivy is malignant!
MMXXV: 240/365
Savoir faire detected:
an oozing of charms
trips internal alarms,
some pheromone glamour,
caution-smashing hammer,
and though I know
I turn off the klaxon
and let the date go on
embracing the harms.
MMXXV: 215/365
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Our relationship,
so healthy,
so pure,
so reciprocal,
but only when viewed
under the glare
of the gaslights.
MMXXV: 145/365
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If you love someone, take their skin, lock it away in a metal bin, hide that bin beneath the floor in a secret room with a secret door. Wait a year and a day to set them free and if they escape into the sea, your love was never meant to be, but if they consent to be your true lover… you probably deserve each other!
MMXXV: 142/365
The invisible scar
runs deep,
a secret ache pulses
in the heart of my being
as your ghost forever twists
the blade of your sadism.
anger?
sometimes.
regret?
often.
pain?
never-ending.
healing?
denied.
MMXXV: 130/365
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