He wandered in the night
The stars shining light on his depraved soul
He whispered to the sky
“Any stranger that comes to me will know true misery”
He kept his promise to the universe
Assaulting, murdering, harassing
Charm and deception saving him from the horrors of life
During the day , he was a father and dutiful husband
During the night he was a cold blooded murderer

My pen slithers in poetic taboo
For as it writhes, you’d think it frail
Sliding along the garden’s morning dew
Polished diamond-shine upon each scale

Writing the lines as though I rhyme in schemes
Reptilian only within my dreams