- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Lament II
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Lament II.
(Death//Pleasure//Torment)
Cancers jaws, they clench and gnaw,
The preachers words so slow and droll.
A Doctor stitches gunshot wounds,
As child plays with red balloons.
With the twilights last gleaming,
And the rockets red glare,
Words uttered in foreign lands,
Another Anthrax scare.
Mistress boots, she stamps her heels,
Rosy red pain in all she feels.
Blood and semen in a glass,
Sound of leather striking ass.
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Barrier from outside hell,
Safer now in his shell.
Lost in Hell without a guide,
Pains like thorns growing inside.
Fire so cold it melts to ice,
A thousand sins and not one vice.
Hollowed Heart and a wasted soul,
All alone now, in his hole.
Life he lived is all he is,
The life we want is all we can be.
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