I met him the other day across the busy pavement
and fathomed a terrorist under that modest cloak of his.
The skeptic in me
winced at his old morals,
invented a monster devouring four healthy ladies.
The voyeur in me
saw him loosening a semen infested pajama
in the throes of passion
My other self revolted however,
finding in him
a mere mortal hurrying to make ends meet.
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