Sociology Of The Sociopath
21st Century
Trepid tears stain their beaded trail
Across arching waves of flesh;
Over shadowed ridges they pour,
Seeping through neurosis' pores.
Grotesque---the gruesome gestures of lore
Amid the intensifying indenting of darkness;
Feverishly fraught the impending mind's gaunt,
As the bells wailed inward
And the cries screeched outward.
Haunting veils every windowed thought;
Torture? merely a name
Within this indifferent game,
Where keeping score is all for naught.
A smirk here, a quirk there;
Both parties know their place
Inside the keyhole of dares---
Unlocking mystery's trace.
Trapped fears grind their beating call
Unto archangel wings of bone;
Through encompassing plains they soar,
Weeping over psychosis' sores.
DayPoems Poem No. 2761
<a href="http://www.daypoems.net/poems/2761.html">Sociology Of The Sociopath by Richard Thomas Cummings</a>
The DayPoems Poetry Collection, www.daypoems.net
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