" EVIL RUNNINGS "

I am an onlooker
A microscope, with ideas of it's own
A laser insight, to the gist
Of the quantum mechanical throne
The scientific pleaser
The insatiable, questioning, experiment
I am the hypothesis of everything
That may have just intent
When my laboratory is up and running
With maximum glide
The beakers, and the Bunsen burners
Are just implied,
For I do not require assistance
I'm a self-contained catastrophe,
I'm everything humanity hopes I'm not
End Of Days!!........potentially
I am the "God Head"
The bringer of energetic insanity
The answer to the question
That's burning
In your greed...

I am pure desire
The lust felt deep inside your arrogance
I am a penis on fire
The spark in your decadence,
The more you look into my eyes
The less, your soul is yours
If you hurt me one time,
I'll come back for more,
So, when you beg for my opinion
I'll give you no empathy
I'll stab you between both eyes
My truth is misery,
So back off, little person
I'm much bigger, than you could know
And when this game is ended
Your innards,
Will glisten, in crimson
Upon the floor....

Tony Taylor    (Chicago)