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Ted Bundy

Ted Bundy

Wrapped in insanity,

And a god given disguise,

What seemed unquestionably genuine

Was nothing more than lies.

It was absurdly easy

To hold his head high,

Horrible deception, demonic pride

Within a most affable guise.

A prowling predator,

A beastly artist of revulsion,

The vampire’s blood-lust,

De Sade’s need for perversion,

The master of coercion,

The owner of vast skill,

Not just to degrade,

but to revel in the kill.

The politician par excellence

Quite casual and debonair

Right up to dead man walking,

And the reprieve we uneasily share.

© 2008 C. Harter Amos

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sparrowsong

Hello Mimi...

A serial killer has to hide behind something they aren't...

They can't just introduce themselves as a serial killer...

They won't get their fame name if it's not a surprise...

Great write! 

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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C. Harter Amos

Thank you for the comment and your ideas on serial killers. Bundy is both frightening and fascinating. Appreciate the read! -Mimi. xx

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C. Harter Amos

Thanks. Definitely a creepy dude. But he sticks in my mind making sure I never forget to lock my windows and doors. He once said all it took for him to get you was one window left unlocked on one night. NOT conducive to good rest! Appreciate the read. -Mimi. xx

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