Patchy floorboard, whore wall walking
minds in states flung like coke cans, coke bags
hags to thick fingers
Daddy beats walls
no calls
shrivel body steel leg coated in sour cream
cream
cream in legs twats money maker
pristine chalk boards erasing my
femininity
fucking. touch. me.
lesbian moustache hiding in couples therapy
cut off.
driving
like Jesus nails
casts of towers jumping
suicide saftey
drill bits in crumbling teeth
grinding my humanity
sloth boxes of silence
shaking like a Vet into the darkness
heart attack feet feedback
the violence-the violence-the violence
glory gory gushing red over
paint coated maniacal woman faces into skyward bound
safety.
I. Love. Violence.
Sexy slamming with a fist.
Touch.
Me.
Dancing
over out of reach
where gossamer and ballet toes and soft caress
orgasm in shell ears and no breath and
twirling princess snear
back with knives of steel
cutting limbs and dreams
and obscene lips
like sugar draining in
black coffee.
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