Bunch of wanton bastards, behave.
Don't make me waste my precious time.
I still have many stuck words
That need to get out of my mind.
But I'm fooling no one, I know.
You all see right through my lies.
For I am a sinner too
And here I don't need my mask.
Let's revel in forbidden knowledge
It's a carnival tonight.
Grab the nearest able body
And take it for a walk in the dark.
I don't remember my joining
To this wicked merry band
But I thank the evil forces
For finding hearts just as black.
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Shortys2024 Challenge
PoetryA collection of poems for the Shortys Challenge 2024. Starting September 1st , I'll be posting a short poem a day and submitting it to the challenge. Join me in this personal quest, and let's find out if I can complete the goal of writing 30 poems i...
