Room 215

Devouring muted hues of chocolate flesh,
Milky browns stretched over hardened bone.

Eyes close,
fading away
the breathing vessel of scorn
lies beneath your heaving body.

One is never enough.
A shade darker, evolving women
Used, abused, gnawed and digested
Crumbled and discarded in your gutter of life.

Seeking home,
Deep in the bliss of a toasted bitches ass
Stroking your hate with each thrust of your cock.

Spreading white seed planted
deep in her muddy bottom, breeding no life.

Shattered trust, oozing from a rosebud
that slowly dies. . .

Brittle petals soaked in rat piss,
Erases the long forgotten sweet fragrance
urine soused youthful dreams.

Bister soul, leaking revenge
Raped dreams, hearts, minds and wallets.

Another candy wrapper woman
left shredded and faded
tossed in your gutter of life.

dlt © Feb. 19 2005