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Lament

when i met you
you were at the hands of ghouls
a gimping coterie of Satan's
who pleasured at the torments they inflicted upon your innocents
who bound your feet
bones in a vice
making you
their Chinese fantasy
a delicate sex trinket
a manacled smooth petite beauty
in agony
bending you into twisted branches

those heartless devils,
drinking red ice cocktails
you put your heel on their throats
by craving death

that will teach them!

gloating at your fear
filling their emptiness
with your trembling

your dreams faded
into the body of a wounded kitten

has God
given us the cold shoulder?

hacked angels wings to stumps
and left the doors to hell wide
leaving your soul a torn crag flaming?

little girl on fire
screaming in the cave of self

would he weep at your alter
and kiss your scarred tissue
begging your forgiveness
lamenting his snide toys of fate
sweet cursed apples
and sly snakes
twisting raptured seductions

your life, cross and curse
a burnt offering
a blood light blinking
with no fire escape

oh
Eve
blamed by the idiots of religion
for everything
only a child
who sank her pink mouth into a serrated moon

now always weighing death
bathtub murder, red ribbon glamour
dreaming paraphilias tide
eyes a ghastly vacancy
floating like a feather
mud,
tabernacles grave
a buoyant shell
sinking
in crimson clouds
a smiling dread

what does it take
for God to redeem himself?

must we storm paradise
before he fills you
with perfumed bliss
and effulgent lights embrace pours through your soul
like lanterns rose sky?

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This poem is based on a true story of a dear lady friend of mine who yearns for death. Who poses dead like a strewn corpse as an expression of masochistic love and lust, photograph after phonograph. Lament is a poem about the cruelty of her childhood that transformed her into a woman with an extreme masochistic obsession, a gnawing hunger for voluptuous erotic horror and her own demise.
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Comments

have u ever thought of replacing esker
you appear to be his twin
both win win

Thank you very very very ! Well if thats true the universe filled the void I suppose. Perhaps we where extruded from the same cosmic injection mold
xo

author comment

every thing comes in pairs
may be similar
could be different
like as in two men
or
a gal and guy
both complement
the void doesn't exist
all is in one's mind
we all love to grind
to compose an epicurial
sexy one
with a never ending fun
I still have in mind
let my brain churn
and grind
let me a suitable lover find
who would on neo
apprecate my exotic mind
can you Z
help find
such a person so refined
to lay bare oneself
in any manner we combine

this is incidentally
first part epicurially
sexy may be
isn't it

How I Love You
like cellophane wraps hard candy
like ink loves to dry
like hot sauce drenches noodles
like sunrise casts shadows
like band-aids sooth cut flesh
like irons crease linens
like origami folds paper
like water floats boats
like a tempest loves a teapot
like syrup and bananas drench waffles
like spoons love soup
like cats love fish
like french fries love ketchup
like wild girls dance
like a crow loves road kill
like eyes love beauty
like a circle loves a square
like buttered buns fit a bikini
like a kissed mouth hungers for wet lips
like moths love a flame
like dogs love assholes
and like panties hug butts

like howling orgasms pulse hearts
like vampires love blood and castles
like dark grapes ferment in bubbling cauldrons
like white loves rice
like madness loves a straight jacket
like a boner loves a cunt
and music gets you dancing

like suns fall through cobalt night all smashing diamonds

that's
how i love you

author comment

but next one compose with all
loves
lol
like a boner loves AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHchhh a cunt
and music gets you dancing..>>>>>..horizooonnn ttotalyyyyeeeeeeeeee
whoopeeee yee hee
lollleeeeee

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