tagNon-Erotic PoetryThe Last Days of de Sade

The Last Days of de Sade


"I'm hungry once again.  The porridge sates
my stomach for five minutes, ten at most,
you fool!" he chides his jailer with disdain
          who with a half smile baits de Sade.  
"He plays me like Justine," he pouts
before a young LeBlanc, the only priest
who'll visit there to talk of Satan's pain
                 in hell.  "Once my riposte would be
to bugger him, or force at least             
p'tit La Tour to do the same!" he shouts.

For such vulgarity he knows LeBlanc
will cross himself and ask de Sade to pray
again.  He takes delight in knowing this
                               and fibs that for a franc or two
he'll bribe the guard to have a whore
be smuggled in, dressed as a nun, of course.  
"I've always liked communion with a tryst,"
he tells the priest who's prayed enough
                          this day to put away his cross,
rats at the ready, running for the door.

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