Strange World Desires

-Strange World Desires-
by
Keaton Foster



Raping shame
From proverbial kittens
Innocents unhindered
Easily rendered impotent
Struggling to see things
Not knowing any better
Stupid little contradictions
Always licking their wounds
Raw they have become
No longer fertile
Barren little wastelands
Under a blistering sun
They beg for mercy
There will be none
They must know
They must be shown
I am no dark master
No increasingly evil doer
I am something much worse
Far more than any exposed
Far more than any known
These are my
Strange world desires
There are others
Equally as counter intuitive
And vastly more repugnant
In both scope and scale
This is not about perversion
This is not about gratification
This is and will only ever be about
My imagination spent
Make believe things
Made quite real
If for only a time
If only for a crime
I am a good person at heart
Presently with no heart at all
I am a livable brutalization of time
Mine, and no one else's
I have no choice
And neither should those
I choose to create
Those I choose to rape
Not in a sexual sense
Even that I would not take
Some roads, darker still
I will not travel
Call it morals or scruples
Call it quite right
Or slightly wrong
It makes no difference to me
Or all that I see when I
Close my ever-widening eyes
My strange world desires
Are mine and no one else's
Part of my affliction as well
As the foundation for all that
I dare imagine while I am living
Within a real world example
Of a man, confined to his own
Internal prison
For me there will be no escape
No way to break the bars
Or unchain the gates
In this place, in this way
I must and will certainly remain…




Strange World Desires
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2012.