Like a Thief in the Night by Scott Thomas Outlar

Karma will burn like the devil
when it comes around.
Burn, burn, burn
like the pits of hell –
you better damn well believe –
when it comes around.
Karma comes with a black kiss
of death
right on the lips
with sugar sweet gloss
laced in poison.
Karma will shove you down,
rape you hard,
and piss on your grave
when it comes around.
Karma will fuck, fuck, fuck you
into the soil,
down with the worms,
and dance on your cemetery plot
when it comes around.
Karma has been lurking
as your shadow
all along…
watching, listening, keeping track,
weighing out every action, every word,
every choice you made.
Karma knows it all,
and no amount of smooth talking,
bullshitting, ass kissing, brown nosing,
cock sucking, wheel greasing stall tactics
are going to change its course.
Karma saw your sins.
Karma took notes, made a list, and learned
it by heart in the core of its
calculated pursuit.
Karma can not be paid off, bought out,
hushed up, or silenced with a bribe –
Karma uses such underhanded manipulations against you.
Karma is a pulsing iron,
white hot with a primal urge,
ready to brand your soul when it comes.
Karma is omnipresent, omniscient, and
damn sure ominous in its methods.
Karma does not make mistakes
as its perfect gears spin
evolution along the cycle of progress.
Karma takes no pleasure
in what must be done…
what is fair is fair,
what is just is just,
what is right is –

Scott Thomas Outlar survived both the fire and the flood - now he dances in celebration while waiting on the next round of chaos to commence.  Otherwise, he keeps things fairly chill, spending the days flowing and fluxing with the tide of the Tao River, laughing at life's existential problems, and writing prose-fusion poetry dedicated to the Phoenix Generation.  His work has appeared recently in venues such as Section 8 Magazine, Dead Snakes, The Chaffey Review, Corner Club Press, Black Mirror Magazine, Dissident Voice, and The Kitchen Poet.  Scott's first attempt at a blog is 17Numa.wordpress.com.

Scott Thomas Outlar survived both the fire and the flood – now he dances in celebration while waiting on the next round of chaos to commence. Otherwise, he keeps things fairly chill, spending the days flowing and fluxing with the tide of the Tao River, laughing at life’s existential problems, and writing prose-fusion poetry dedicated to the Phoenix Generation. His work has appeared recently in venues such as Section 8 Magazine, Dead Snakes, The Chaffey Review, Corner Club Press, Black Mirror Magazine, Dissident Voice, and The Kitchen Poet. Scott’s first attempt at a blog is 17Numa.wordpress.com.

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