I lie there, naked and alone
Piles of shit and fungus seep into my very bone
You rub your tentacles, from my belly to my face
I kiss your insectoid lips
Like an angel fallen from grace
You rip me to pieces, my organs are spaghetti
All you can feel, is your load getting heavy
Half-dead girls piled on top of me
Empathy is your only true enemy
2016-08-16 at 3:28 AM UTC
Dormant holes begin to awaken at my touch
A poke, a proud, a tender tickle just as such
Movement inside, a light gurgling, popping
Beckons me inside
I must trust as you cannot speak
Sugar dancing deep into the saddest hours of the night
Cackles of laughter are the core of a somber silence
Sordid consumption of your long-dead soul, of what you once were
And all that could have been
2016-08-16 at 3:39 AM UTC
They vanish for good
Only to come back to life
And huff more varnish
2016-08-16 at 4:36 AM UTC
Sploo, thank the triangles you're alive.