Misanthrope

By brian francis

Devious eyes
watch every turn.
smoldering hate
effuses from within.
A smile conceals
the bastardly conceit
that drives
desires of domination.
Seductions face
is comely and coy
beckoning and stroking
the most basic of needs.
Self-image the weakness,
exploited with ease.
A smile — the door swings open.

Published by

B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs. View all posts by B. F. O'Connor

Leave a Reply Cancel reply

Enter your comment here...

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

Email (required) (Address never made public)

Name (required)

Website

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )

You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )

Cancel

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this:

You can do it: Share

Like this:

Related

Published by

B. F. O'Connor

Leave a Reply Cancel reply