Pooling at the edges –
That familiar black ichor,
Thick as tar.
Hallucinogenic in doses;
Deadly in draughts.
Seeping poisons.
Dripping malevolence.
Evil is,
As evil does.
Something is twisted –
When evil tries to do good,
Instead.
Hands clasped,
Slick with black venom.
Praying to nothing,
& nobody.
Drinking From Tar Pits.
