zebra

Jul 2020

Claira Lymei

Supple. Soft.
Bare it. Bare it now.
Tougher. Harder.
That won’t do. Move up.
Seamless. Untouched.
Grab it. Pull it.
Is it ready?
Inspecting for impurities
That will ruin this rare experience.
Drag it. Rip it. Tear it.
But no.
This time it glides.
Smooth. Effortless.
Over. And Over.
So fast.
Grinning wide.
Insides now outsides.
Spillages for someone else to clean.

Interpretive piece surrounding self harm.

#mentalillness #mutilation #violence #gore #interpret

zebra Jul 2020

*Criminogenic Journal

i write from a dark crotch
of the unthinkable
and hot breath
to crucify and feed
with my ****
red ink **** pen
inside you
i'm a bathing delirium
chanting
a bloodletting poem
in sonorous
vampire hieroglyphics
that boils
and exquisite liqueur
oiled and drunk with her moans
she
a dropped fruit panting
Barbie *******
waiting for a tower of *****
heals over head
a stretched flower
every hole an open mouth
just asking for it
a **** can be sad music
like a shower cap with a dead head
especially in the web of a dream
that leaves your whole body
a hissing *******

*****
she she
poodled up
improbable modernist
on the verge
of awareness
with a dim eye
drooling for
scapula's torment
a ghastly sacrifice
beast up her gut
a dire mental construct
a curse of pain
for pleasure
reborn of shadows
yet a banana shimmer's
like a smoldering door ***
her name
seen
in the mists of Venus
like a Siren of sparkles
a sprawling tangle
and bright eyes blue
in a molten hold
broken and healed
churning blood red moons
convulsing a *** blizzard
bed of rain

#****** #poetry #sado #masochism

zebra Jul 2020

You're A Good Person Butter Cup

You're a good person
Buttercup
Highly ethical
and irreducibly moral
of course

What you say?
You're secretly
a ***** *****
in heat

Need it in the ******* and *****
like its a five alarm *** emergency

Want to ****
ten thousand *****
in a single night

You like it best on the rag
and your not letting on
that if you were free
you'd be a relentless ****

You want to ****
and cut off the *****
of the last *******
who left you high and dry
and all the ******* like him

Well its about time
you figured that out

***** ****** is a good thing
**** being socially appropriate
dont take **** any more

You're finally
going to be okay now
You're a good person
Butter cup
Better than ever!
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"Until you make the unconscious conscious
it will direct your life and you will call it fate"
Carl Jung

zebra Jul 2020

People

people
who believe
in god
have no faith

Belief can not exist with out some element of doubt because it is not fixed i.e. an unconfirmed or magical thought
Belief is not knowing So faith becomes unstable
Why does one cling to god ? To feel safe but if you have faith you do not hold onto anything anymore i.e. What esoteric Christianity refers to as the cloud of unknowing ….fixed in he mystery beyond doubt

The Cloud of Unknowing) is an anonymous work of Christian mysticism written in Middle English in the latter half of the 14th century. The text is a spiritual guide on contemplative prayer in the late Middle Ages. The underlying message of this work suggests that the way to know God is to abandon consideration of God's particular activities and attributes, and be courageous enough to surrender one's mind and ego to the realm of "unknowing", at which point one may begin to glimpse the nature of God.

zebra Jul 2020

*The I Love ***** Anthropic Principle

with the lust
of a 14 year old ***** boy
playing hooky
eyes blink orbs
riding the bumpy
**** grind yields
a mental representation

her ***

a Coney Island ride
reciprocity of tongue and groove
a big dipper
and a hot dog
in a bun eating contest

i eye the shape of her legs
brahmana of form
**** cake butter scallops
with a prune skin ****
***** dark little sister
going along for the ride
with hidden talents

om shakti om
holy donut with a zit

rubbing myself
a peripatetic command
like I had the junkies itch
in a bearded clam sea
of black nail claws
like musical notes
that tear flesh
hegemony of *** art

make me bleed *****

Tangula The Exotic Shake Dancer
moves infallible hips
and dancing hands like octopi
tickling bloated *****

ta-ting go the finger cymbals

smiling she called pip squeak
colossus of her dreams
flick tongues the meringue
licking the
shimmering tantra pistol

finger up the **** hole
brings a prostate exclamation point
and a throat gag lyric
for a wagon train
of wrap around lips
zooming spit and spray
wet like scungelli

her *******
like cloud cookies
****** my mouth
gasper boy
chokes on
a marshmallow fire

i kiss her feet
and work my way up
the slippery *****
a starved dog
…

God told me to lick a girls *******
as a test of faith
The Devil himself couldn't stop me
Am I not to be congratulated into saint hood :)

#****** #poetry #sado #masochism

zebra Jun 2020

Many Gods

There are many gods before the great and terrible IT God
It doesnt know you and doesnt need to anymore than you need to know the name and address of each cell in your body.
The great and terrible IT is the last god you will ever know,
but you already know so many others. Those architypes emanate every minute bringing you both pleasure and pain in myriad forms and expressions.
Your DNA, Your beauty or plainness, your intelligence or lack there of, and your privilege's or restrictions are produced by their generative influence. You are not the product of your own will anymore than you get to decide your height or eye color but of a destiny written by the will of another conciousness.
A god of persona
A god of inheritance
A god of communication
A god of home and family
A god  of children
A god of service work, health and restriction
A god of relationships and competition
A god of *** death and resurrection
A god of travel
A god  of profession
A god  of community
A god of spirit, dark pleasures, isolation and liberation.

Its not rocket science, just look around:

zebra Jun 2020

Desire and *******

the sensual and ****** hunger
of male energy
to feel like he
owns the soul and body
of all that he loves and lusts
to consume and control
in accordance
with his true will
and that
of the willing subjugated