The Evolution Of Pornography

From your god down to your toes
You are filled with the pornography
Of politics.
While the maggots eat me away
As if I am some scarecrow in a field.
Tell me what it’s like
To always be right.
To be in the “moral” majority.
Because out here in this dark night
All I see are stars in the sky;
But it’s still not enough
To illuminate anything
But the maggots eating me away.

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