do we need a bad guy
worse than ourselves?
exaggeration,
apocalyptic figures
complete the picture
with inhuman features -
will it do the trick?
do we need an evil
beyond our own?
king's fiction
the norm's disfigured
lest we face at daybreak
that we're more than seeking
with vampires to drink
our own cups half-filled
with the world's blood
gets too hard to ignore
when shed light burns
can we slither from skin?
hide from our demons?
chasing eclipses,
stay with the crosshairs
remember scopes we once sold?
we purchased an enemy
truly someone awful
worse, a tall tale
stretched out by a tightened
torture rack, heightened
by unreal
devotions to long yarns
and warped measuring sticks
we stand above,
we don't thirst for riches and blood -
at least not like he does..the dark fantasy goes on
and allows conquest
to remain our love song