Take your skin && fold it over my bones make me your nevv home hang my coat on your collarbone a pale place found inside of you shedding those fears && bruises of rejection The garden vvill be our minds raked vvith passion to a depth that vve vvill N E V E R knovv the hunger of bonds
I follow you into the night a black crovv in flight this Machete in my hand to slash at vvhat I please if you scream I vvill enjoy it
M O R E
Please, do scream, LOUDER as I take your body && divide it to make pop art party gifts for my dinner guests
M O R E
Teeth, vve like them the best they shine just right on fishing line reminding me of a childhood that I once had, it vvas mine long l o n g ago it vvas stolen they made me become vvho the Ripper is
I hope that an asteroid hits this planet smash it up real good into a pulp you vvonderful God of a universe
g o o d n e s s
Flip off my bathroom light svvitch already one last time burn it up all this stuff that ******* traps me into sickness but please be kind && revvind because torture is a virtue that I don't mind
I have a friend He drives a truck for a living He is someone vvho I've never met One that I trust and trusts me He has my home address Sometimes I imagine him to be a truck driving serial killer Not sure vvhy that turns me on Every time I come across one of his photos I save it I revievv them often at night vvhile lying in bed I knovv it sounds vveird but so ******* vvhat! He's avvesome Like vvhen the sun crests over my messes I have a friend && in my head he kills you
This ghost the bed of a thousand railroad lines these bones a vvashing board to your vvorries that door; an open home to an empty land vvage war; cage fair! red earth called upon a vvhirlvvind svvept past this vvay spirit come a thousand deaths in the sand
Come, prize this serpentine tongue; in where men have been known to vagabond. Why fancy so long in secret? Only to deny your landscape, unto barren desert. Dared to venture these dark hallways, where knocked on doors would be answered; yet your desire remains tussled.
A limo ride provides extra oxygen flip flop flop flip might be the heart is angry again? VVheels turn pavement ends arrival time rushing out room 9 is yours wait some time it goes by slovv X-ray shovvs vve found gold on to computerized axial tomography hold the contrast in comes the nevvs you're alone vvhen it comes
A sheppard hangs like a T pierced in the sun ablating all condemnation as Pilot sits safely vvhile eating grapes The people get vvhat they vvant not knovving vvhy they need it && a father vvelcomes home a son
◄Tongue wielded like a knife ******* vocabulary without remorse I penetrate your breastplate with a surgeons hand I dig deep into where soul resides just to etch my name over your spirit
I've hollovved out a hallovv realm; vvhere only boneships sail, vvielding verbs of vengeance; My vvords float on flesh. Searing eyes & stripping life; A dark Knight sheds light as if death, Such a delicious julienne of humanity; I am The Ripper.
Love tongue in cheek, inside; shiny teeth: fry up your gristle, having guests tonight; we dine, play with our food and display fine raiment. Glimmering pearl trinkets, strung up on chains; gifts from oral cavity: pass a napkin? please and thank you all the same.
Waiting patiently for you in the dark that place you dare not go to bash your reservations in like a piñata devour you whole as the ***** I was meant to be you were borne unto me to die in my arms tonight
VVe could strip skin from faith crank volume on regret degrade linens under flex visit all of our depths imprint hands into bone grind these teeth into dust lie your secrets safe vvith me say a prayer aftervvard?
I always figured there was something something deeply wrong with me but then I come here to see that there is more of something wrong with all of you I suppose misery loves company or so I have been told but I would know of no such thing as all of my company is buried by sore shoulders
Send to press, this late night killer, fearful tears; a thick marrow: deep respire, O' claw at straw; an animal instinct, tsk,tsk. Eyes tonight, blotted out; reason is mine. You: bound, distended; beautifully, bleu.
A perforated rhythm the pith of you that keeper of epochs and secrets placed at an end on a table through dark adroitness I became God and Death on that day
Her eyes f closed o r y, mine; only 10. e t t i e n r Can you feel the breath o s i of l in n me: c ? g ╭━━━╮ ┃╭━╮┃ ╭╮ ┃╰━━┳━━┳━╮╰╋━━╮ ╰━━╮┃╭╮┃╭╮┳┫╭╮┃ ┃╰━╯┃╰╯┃┃┃┃┃╭╮┃ ╰━━━┻━━┻╯╰┫┣╯╰╯ ╭╯┃ ╰━╯
I had no idea that we were this pathetic, stranded on our emotions - Lending out what we erstwhile harvested for keeping, hoping for something new; among this debris, that we call ... LOVE.
Inside that cylindrical container, a pseudo survival; j u s t a little m o r e s e a s o n: tongue the span of human nature, take it out for a spin; like you own it, stick a fork in it! These eyes are vacant; Death is home now.
The magic behind that unknown; what holds it up? Against time; above it all: a reflection to tell on every move, undoubtedly a midnight wonder. Cast from the teeth of perennial being; closed eyes make not a difference.
I never read books in my earlier years; to learn of ***** placement: I just dig in & make a span; of chaos without reason. Left behind, victimized; I'm proud of what I do: if you survive; time heals a lot, but I really hope you don't.
Peeking into my window making love to my skin you bring about a smile soon you will hide for what will seem like an eternity my truest friend covered in thick cloud you lose to the cold I will wait patiently for your return