Tendencies to Voyeurism – a poem

Did we, did you, did any of us…so do

As we strove for the frissons offered, far

Dreams in disaster stroked like pets

Of murderous intent; crow’s beak bowed

With what casual evil keeps it open.


To hear those voices craving, raving,

Crying for a taste of voyeurism yet safe

From the horrors which hard perpetuate

The world we barely know at screen’s reach;

So close yet far, speech dried in cultured mouths.



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