- Erotic Poetry
- The Doom That Came to Texas
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My thighs aching from your thrusts,
lips salty with your juices,
fucked, used hard and discarded,
I lay on twisted sheets and
listen as you dress and leave.
A creature grows in my brain.
Molecule by molecule,
outside of all time, unseen,
evil and mysterious,
seeping in from some other
dimension, a Lovecraft beast,
unimaginable, and
clammy with fear and longing.
Winds swirl in the face of an
approaching storm. Lightning cracks.
The garden gate clacks shut and
the cat bolts under the porch.
Clouds roil and the sky darkens.
It begins a hard, cold rain.
A stranger stands at my door,
but I dare not open it.
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