RAPID CYCLING POEMS

THESE EVER REVOLVING EYES

THESE EVER REVOLVING EYES

These ever revolving eyes scan more than the periphery.

I take a skewered hand and plunge your hidden depths.

There’s nothing here that’s left unseen;

No thought or whisper veiled or masked.

I am the all Seeing Eye that views beyond the province.

I take a vibrant laser and cut into your mind,

And empty you of will and speech.

You’re mine.  Now do my bidding.

These ever revolving eyes scan more than the periphery.

I take a skewered hand and plunge your hidden depths.

There’s no escape from this woeful plight.

Your life is mine; you cannot fight.  Freedom will only bring you misery.