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Batchelor
Poems
Apr 2020
The Butcher - Z
I am convinced beyond a doubt that I cannot sustain this.. normal life.
Settling for this domain has always been strange.
Cassette tapes on loop on my natural state of being : Chaos.
Fight this when every inch of my being wants to go where I wanna be?
Oh Lord. I cannot.
kisses down spine
cheeks cupped
lips trailing down
Her book still isn't stained with bile.
Her youth isn't tarnished.
hands snaking to the front
back to forward
his growling
my grunting
her moaning
I am convinced beyond a doubt that I cannot sustain this.. normal life.
I crave the midnight snack
Arms wrapping around her for warmth and sweet scent of sweat
Chewy gum tree taste on my serpent tongue
Music feeding the mood
From desire there is surrender
From surrender, power
Flesh submitting to carnal stimulation
Body realigning to devour the sin
Mandibular advancement on her sweet meat
I crave you.
Memento excoquere et ego vobis.
Hunger beyond satiation,
Love beyond a craving,
A lust beyond fulfillment.
April 2017.
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Batchelor
30/M/Singapore
(30/M/Singapore)
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