Sex and Murder Magazine

By Ben A. Bell

Slippery serpents sliding along,------------sliding along,

with eyes of copper like------------the sinking sun,

each pupil cut by------------an ebony slash

and filled with------------a secret stash

of------------evil.

In the------------garden,

through the coarse and-------------crackling leaves,

the sultry creatures------------come,

climbing up the cradle of------------the one,

whose eyes shine------------with

the same------------light

of------------evil.

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