Easy prey
Convenient target
Naive little soul
In the distance
The two-faced imposter’s
Unforeseen wickedness
Lingers just outside
The lions den
Black swirling
Phases of vertigo
Engulfed in the nightmare
Of his vile existence
Perception
A funhouse mirror
Brain feverishly deceitful
Campaigning against
A guarded heart
The fog rolls in
Checkmate
The burden plummets
On the fawn’s tortured soul
--Amy S., Adult
