Fatal | storypoem | Todd Crawshaw
30
Jan

Fatal

There is something fatal about you, like a Napoleon or a Hitler. The way you enter smiling at your admirers as they swarm around your hypnotic light. The way you spread your lies like baited hooks. The way you make love as though you were making war, dragging the blood of your conquests across bed sheets. Your bold red trademark.

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