It's a creeper and it sucks...
This is my newest poem, I just wrote it today! I asked my cube mate at work for a topic to write about and she explained a current situation taking place between her friends and prompted me to write about lust, how it's a creeper and it sucks...so this is for you Crystal :) A stalker no court order could restrain
Sinking into the thoughts of its prey
Making sure it will have the best view of its corruption.
Thriving off adrenaline heightened heartbeats
And hormones raging riotous.
It is: old man eyes creeping up the thighs of a young skirted girl
And: husbands hand lingering on the back of gorgeous colleague one beat too long
It is: met cute guy at bar-crawl into bed-one night stand
And: I know we're over but can't we just do it again one last time? for old times sake
Has teenage son with hand down pants in front of computer screen
And girlfriend buying batteries at midnight
Turns priests into pedophiles and presidents into liars
Friends into experimenters
And places babysitters on trial evidenced by nanny cam
It is betrayal by carnal desire
Disloyalty and dangerous, all encompassing and undeniable
And as someone once told me...it sucks.