Master and His Roaches

hallucinogen's are needed here,
right 'twixt the ears, to shoot,
sparkles and crystal caprice,
into the viens behind my eyes.
where you can, just like tears,
coat my vision in something different.

casual encounters, cumm soaked sheets,
dirty linen and cockroaches in the bathroom,
she's the barbie, daddy told Him was unmanly,
with her garter belts, her razorblade marks,
and wet red lips.
He gave her as much regard, as she gave herself,
when slashing and hacking at freckled flesh.
water clear eyes, in color & in drips,
always slid away when confronted,
by exposure and concern, they never realized,
quite how much that blinded her.

seedy confinements, with their rust rotted walls,
not that she ever saw them, her eyes were,
turned heaven inclined upwards,
or slave proper downwards.
benevolence never had the time to play master,
she was ever at the hands of misfortune,
with her spike studded collar, and His,
rough handling.
leashed and livid, welts across her skin,
whore treated and branded, spilling His seed,
deep into the intestines, He bruised with his,
clumsy positioning.

jizz tracks inside, heroin slick,
& cocaine powder white,
drug addicted, His pleasure was weakness,
her own; rather.

'everytime you touch me,
i die inside,'
never more true,
then when her hips are in His grip,
locked to her knee's, and spread,
never allowed to spit, always choke back what;
Master so kindly allowed.

with your eyes downcast,
spirit subdued and retreated,
the little death speaks of parasite's,
He spread into your womb.

the scratch of limbs, a scrape against;
the inside, just before a layer of skin.
catching and growing, fruitful and your expected,
to scream and bear.
vision's twixt your ear's, this is not ,
the image i paid for.

turn away from His sleeping face,
His rough palms and calloused hands,
turn away from His saturday nights,
the jack daniel's at His bedside and the seed,
pressed deep inside.
close your eyes, dont look,
roaches have infested this place,
just like the place;
you grew up in.