she had to admit
playing dead with
scummed ****
and a mouth full
that also glued her eyelids shut
brought her to ******

a good slap across the mouth made her **** wet

maybe her strewn flogged body
and *** filled with
tampons, butter knives, and mushed chocolate bunnies
would be discovered
by some gawking men
who would of course be horrified
yet feel some inexplicable romantic impulse
towards her

a study in male humiliation

dressed in a nightmarish logic
and broken heels
her eyes glared askance
with a mouth like smudged ketchup
and a note

hello, I'm dead, you can **** me now, no ones looking

common little man
timorous mouse
with a dead end job
your belligerence
belies your self self pity

she wore sunglasses to cover the bruises he inflicted

*****, noose, twine for a proper strangle
and ghastly potions
to inspire the tears and vomiting
in nurturing waves
that always helped the snuffling up
for a sicko *** massacre
with an all you could **** buffet beating
that made her long hair
fly around like a legendary Bollywood dancer

she spit in his face

they just shared a strange shadowy phantasmagoria
with her bare naked
on her knees
*** upturned and swollen
like a piqued daisy
while her hips moved
from side to side
as if weaving a samba
where at his whim she died repeatedly
a humming *** slave
straddled on a the heavy bladed guillotine
while getting backdoored
in a way
that
they both just couldn't live without

Wildly caught in a most unusual pattern,
the reckless hands of time creating chaos;
Denied the chance to chime in awesome grace,
eventually moving forward past the chorus.

While voices yield a calling from the prophets,
to set aside their differences and squabbles;
The echoes' timely chatter brings disarray,
from a vacuum left behind in scorn and rubble.

No longer seeking to dispel the cryptic clouds,
of distinct rhetoric defying ancient chapters;
As the river of intent flows past each missive,
ruination trails in rejection of its captors.

Neglecting to reach out with total resolution,
the conflict settles down and dissipates;
Can mankind foresee the crowns of ageless stars,
when all is said and done without disgrace ?