Evil Doesn’t Think. It KNOWS.

Open up your door.

Your arms.

Your mind.

Imagine what you really want.

And where you maybe find

IT.

Maybe in somebody’s house.

Maybe in their truck.

Doesn’t matter where or what IT is

You don’t give two fucks.

That things outa luck.

IT belongs to you

And you shall do

Whatever suits your soul.

If you had one.