I struck fear in their hearts
My skin might as well have been
The reflection of the colour you see
When looking down the barrel of a gun.
And perhaps it is …
Chuckling, I soaked it all in
A pleasant change of pace to be honest;
Simply having people afraid
And not believing you to be less than human.
Twisted yet gratifying perceptions of my mind aside,
Choose to keep or relieve yourself
Of the fear you have of me,
And let me show you the many talents
That hide within my form.
The darkness of my vessel is entirely reflective
Of the endless depth encapsulated by the vastness
Of the extra-terrestrial landscape;
Overwhelming yet enticing,
My skin is an Elseworld temptation
Which I urge you to touch at your own risk,
For it might just suck you in.
After that happens
It will not be my responsibility
To bring you back to “reality”.
– O.D. ©2018
Art by: RonAckins