internet ****
and the way it inflicts
you with fingers grazed of violent liquid
of haunting maniac devilish eyes
with wrinkles seeped into their skin
and the prey who is barely eight
who has a future that may be bright
and your hidden manhood
and the tight rope which pulls me
in
and the way the eight year old seeks reassurance
and love.

Who is it
but my fault?
and the prey who seeks more
horrific imagery  
the bottoms of humanity
who seeks the horrors hidden deep
internet ****