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Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Depraved Indifference

by S. E. Hart

I struck him once
and he recoiled with a smile
a sly, cold expression
some degenerative connotation
that he rather liked it

so I struck him again

and I watched the blood ooze
from his lip
as his eyes began to shift
to a state of thwarted arousal
and heightened confusion
that tinkered on the brink
of the realization of my own
inner depravity
but I wasn't satisfied

so I struck him again

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