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The Bad Man

A lone woman strolling down the road
One slender foot in front of the other
Speeding past the rushing cars
Listening to advice from her mother

The streetlights illuminate the dark sky
Flowers in pretty vases line the street
Silence pierced by voices of men
The scent of the roses morphing to toxic from sweet

The bad man wanders the neighbourhood
He lingers in the crook of the curb
Stroking his chin with a sly little grin
Clearly drunk with pleasure and nearly disturbed

She spies the bad man from a block away
He radiates the scents of tobacco and beer
She quickens the pace to avoid his sick face
And begs that he will not venture near

Headlights of cars shine on her legs
Making her feel naked and bare
From the corner of her eye she can sense the bad man
His icy blue eyes sending a glare

Beside the soda shoppe, in the parking lot
He scurries like a badger and comes to her ear
His rotten teeth inches away from her cheek
He whispers, "Honey, come here"

For she is just a woman strolling down the road
One slender foot in front of the other
Her brain dense and lacking defence
Her golden heart left for the bad man to discover

He strokes her hair gently and smells daffodils
She stomps her stiletto heel on his toe
Vengeance so sweet, spilling blood on the street
She flees when the streetlights says "go"

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