I'd be a saint by now if not for her;
probably not since I'm inveterate
sinner & I like it; she doesn't
have to do much to tempt;
I'm halfway there everyday;
I'm already ****** so what have
I got to lose by following her
to hell; Satan knows me:
I'm a regular in his joint; strippers
getting old & ugly by the second
until they are green hags dancing
& spinning around silver poles
sliding down into the flames;
I've hot Hot Stuff on my shoulder
whispering Korean words in my ear
I don't understand but her hot breath
communicates all I need to hear
to take one more step into the pit;
gladly I walk into the dark of the abyss
kissing her haggard face in the shadow;
feeling her flaccid **** likes Nana's
& how she used to breastfeed me
though she was my grandmother;
I didn't think about twice about it;
good and evil don't mean a thing me;
I've got a devil on my shoulder;
temptress who can virtually anything
& I'll agree; she wanted to go to war
so I went to war; bombing the **** out
of babies in their bassinets; leaving
their mothers ***** & mangled
in the streets; she wanted ice cream
at midnight & I was churning milk &
sugar until dawn