skitzjones

A new poem...


I want you full of rage
blood caked fingernails
snarling smirk and venomous spit
I want you and your post-punk rebellion
I want you and your masochistic markings surgical steel
scars and ink
I want you and your residue of post-dramatic stress
I want your passionate hateful lust and
loss of control
I want that violence flashing red in your eyes
betraying your calm exterior
unleashed on my skin
your sadism savaging every inch of my being
the weight of your history pressed like a stiletto
heel against my throat
kneeling before the threat of you
prostrate at your alter
drunk off the incense of your chemical colors and butchered locks
I want you and all of the dirt that public self-gentrification can't reach
I want to drown myself in your vicious love


thoughts?