Monday, May 18, 2009

May I?

May I peep into your black heart?

Just a tiny peek

To understand

The complex mechanisms

Of an object so horrid and dark?


May I read what’s on your mind?

Just a few words

To satisfy my curiosity

To discern the workings

Of such deep malice?


May I delve?

Into the deep recesses of your crooked psyche

Into its vile crevices

Where the stench of hatred

Finds its perennial spring?


May I?