All that he is
Is all that he does
In the primary
Core of him
There's nothing else
Within him
Nothing worthwhile
Nothing salvageable
All that he is
Is all that he does
In the primary
Core of him
He's a stalker
A loathsome
Two-legged roach
Belly slithering
In the brush
Then sideling
Into buildings
To research the vile
Of his own mind
As his caress
Leaves filth upon all
His tentacles touch.
By Lady Lost
Copyright � 2002
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**As with all poetry, essays, correspondence and/or published letters, e-mails or other communications presented on this webpage, this poem is a personal subjective expression of its author's own feelings, thoughts, beliefs, and opinions. This statement is in no way intended to invalidate or minimize the powerful and poignant experiences of this author. However, this statement is intended to indicate that creative expressions such as these written forms of artwork are derived from their author's own personal feelings, thoughts, beliefs and opinions.
**This work is yet another example of this author's terror changed to anger. The title of this work does not indicate that victims should cease viewing their stalkers as dangerous predatory individuals. Indeed stalkers are both predatory and dangerous; however, they are also cowards. Victims, please do not become complacent with your security measures due to the deceptively pitiful behaviors of your stalker. A stalker is another type of domestic abuser and he can become hazardous, even lethal, at any moment.
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