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Playing With Fire

Playing With Fire




Afraid for your miscreant soul
While the Devils licking tongues of flame at your heel
With oh so dirty thoughts

Afraid for the flesh
As you are lead to the pits
All the torture there in of your imagination conceives
Be pleased, to afflict on someone else

Swallow your morals
Like a sanctity pill
A Eucharist aspirin swilled down on holy water 

Fear the flesh you stalwart middle class
While the upper-class
Enjoy what you cannot
As you wallow in the resistance of sin

And narrow your life to acquiescence
Puerile in such judgements
Of fickle moralities pleasure

Live a life unlived
And all its pleasure turn to guilt and reprieve
Salvation will come
When it ends

Ascend then, the Jacobs Ladder to heaven
Never knowing what it meant
To kiss with abandon

But rather, suckle to demon lips
All those desires in their fetish of flesh
One last look at the skin you left
Untested

Resist my swarthy middle mass citizens
And ply the trade
Of your own oppression

Condemn me, I dare you, to some raging inferno
Where the appeasing of your righteousness
Knows no bounds
In another climactic prayer for torture

I will play with the bonfire
Rather than mess with poor dripping candles
I will stand proud and defiant
And declare that I

Am Human





for Christie

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Brandy Megens Date: 7/3/2009 11:30:00 AM defitnitly going in my favs my friend WOW Login to Reply

Sajdah Al-Riyami Date: 7/2/2009 2:00:00 AM The last stanza is an Amazing Close=) Login to Reply

Carolyn Devonshire Date: 7/1/2009 3:50:00 PM Passion is sometimes though of as a "sin of the flesh," but I am not one to condemn an activity that offers so much pleasure and harms no one. Enjoyed the appropriate reference to Jacob's Ladder. I will "stand proud and defiant" and join you in playing with this awesome bonefire! Love, Carolyn Login to Reply