zaftigg

sex is violent
.dream.
visions
small white hall
you me and three more
they don't matter much
to me, at least
just faces
scarred and mutilated sex

you and your blade
you and your power
you and your cock
"swaying pendulously to and fro"
back to your blade

down the part of her hair
part the flesh
part of me cringes at the possibility of feeling something again
so strong
it can bring me to my knees
in front of you
tube socks and all

now it's my turn, you say
to part with thought
and turn to feel
flesh turns to bone
and you want to cut me
open me
penetrate (me)

just don't look when you touch
just don't cry at what you see
for what you see is what you get (off)

a deal
a bargain
my blood on your hands
for your cum in my cunt (that wound that never seems to heal)

you always wanted to feel me inside you


:he walks past the child, bewildered, alone:
:the child reaches up and strokes gently... so big so big:

open wide, child

the wake of life is passing you by
and by

cl0ck

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