Trail of black ahead-dont deviate-succumb:BE ORIGINAL BY AN ORIGINAL NOBODY
Here she is 91 92 next month how did it ever get to this-if she lost her mind at least she wouldn’t know what was going on-being treated like a lump of meat. That’s all she is. Serving out her time to keep Continue reading “Boxed in this filament of excrement by insouciant eyes and caring guise of Americanism”
With pleasure comes pain as day follows night-Monday Tuesday-full moon new moon- Sunrise sunset.
And that is the shame of passive suicide whose sunset is forever, as a mantle of Continue reading “Passive Suicide Engineered by the Pain Principle”
It started with a kiss, a hug, a share, a pat on the back,
A kind word, a rub of the hair
Aren’t you a lovely boy
It was all downhill from there
Signs and symbols the unknown the innocence
The dot on the i
Ripped from his bulging fulcrum
He says rub that little boy
The silent hand shakily knows
It’s not right, the dark mind is covetous
Feeling something but what he’s scared
Pull down that zip that’s a good man
Nervous unsteady tapering and tedious
Forcing wincing the smell- the encouragement
That’s lovely I’ll do it a fissure like bone
Veiny marbled purple white pink its
ocular slash stares back at him
before
He knew it a big hand cups his
Rub that go on rub it- up and down- up and down
Good lad, faster- faster=
keep going open your mouth
QUICK
he started to feel sick a rising tide pulsed up
against his hand
mammy mammy mammy
A mercurial liquid salty thick glutenous squirts
In his face-he starts crying- ah stop it
You know God said only the best boys
Crying harder-whimpering- sweating-wetting himself
You’ll go to hell now stop it
he felt
A slap on his face
and a sigh from his
