i am the virtual voice that haunts you in your sleep.
i keep you in toxic fear, as you should be
i lick my perfectly pixelated lips, i can taste it
you are so delectable in your naivete
i am delightfully ferocious. i taunt you with digital desire.
i pace myself as to prolong the hunger.
i am not here to amuse you, i confuse your mind
optic nerves, intertwined.
i blind you with truth.
you are your own savior
Created: Aug 10, 2012bellaarts Document Media