Evolution of Joshua Steadman,

A Sociopath

A Poem By S.E. Reynolds

 

A wolf in sheep's clothing,

What a boring cliche,

It's been overly used in too many ways.

 

But for Mister Dreamy-Come-True,

Those words fit like a glove,

Because he's gotten too close,

All in the name of his love.

 

So you let him in your space,

And watched how he quickly evolved,

From an innocent frat boy,

To a man whose morals dissolved.

 

But he doesn't stop there,

He keeps morphing within.

To a monster in the woods,

With a forged, cheesy grin.

 

Does the truth seep through his pores,

Letting you smell his filthy ways?

Or does he cover up with sickly cologne,

Leaving you in your own delusional haze?