Lust


Thirst not Amish
Chemicals fuelling lust
Destructive, selfish
Prone to human touch
Carnal contradiction bewilders souls
An insanity,  wreck less wild
Like a cyclone; it destroys the child
The child’s mind;
 the child's perception
Stains his vision
Enables his transgression
Like a cyclone erratic
A phantom seduced
Blind to the markings
He inflicted, and produced.

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