If you’re a carpenter,
You can fix it with a hammer and nail
If you’re a captain,
You can get there with a crew and a sail
If you’re the warden,
You can lock it up inside of a jail
Everybody got a solution
Nobody possibly wrong
I’d love to jump to a conclusion
But the distance is too damn long
If you’re an analyst,
You can lay it down on your couch
If you’re an activist,
You need only march and shout
If you’re an anarchist,
Go on and burn the city down
Everybody got a solution...
Biased perspectives --
Hidden objectives --
Static images in a prime lens
Our various stances
Across the same plane
Decide how each ray of light bends
If you’re a scientist,
You can theorize and postulate;
If a Creationist,
We been kicked outta the garden by fate
A sado-masochist?
Should be no problem keeping a date
I’m no romanticist --
I’m too old to stay up this late
Everybody see the solution
Nobody possibly wrong
I’d love to jump to a conclusion
But the distance is too damn long
Categories:
sado, abuse, forgiveness, fun, heart,
Form: Lyric
A healthy distance for tolerating LeftBrain dominance
is to recognize our global incarnation
into RightWing intolerant prominence
as dogma of a strictly white hetero-male privileged unkind.
A distance between silent impatience
and loud dissent
is the distance between nonverbal nonviolence
and irritatingly verbal communication.
A tolerable distinction between quieter dissonance
and boisterous intolerance
is a distance between non-violent
and full LeftBrain dominantly overtaking
and/or sado-masochistic bipolarity
and/or socio-pathology
and/or undemocratic kleptocratic
Win/Lose capitalistic intention
in a LeftBrain alpha dog eats and beats
RightBrain beta feminist...dog world
on any over-heated...itchy day
he chooses inhumanely sick
ZeroSum one-sided pleasure.
So sorry.
This started out as a quietly sedate communication
and ended in a most unfortunately aggressive
sound of furious way.
Categories:
sado, anti bullying, appreciation, health,
Form: Political Verse
Feeling
the immense emotion,
you know the one
that emphasized: your pain.
Manipulate it
in sado-masochism
as the mutual 'love' slaves
give and take
each-other to\for their satisfaction.
Ball in mouth, hanging,
as the victory swings
in lustful devotion
upon the church of satan's alter.
© S. Wesley Mcgranor
Categories:
sado, abuse,
Form: Free verse
An empty cigarette box is smiling at me with sadistic condemnation,
His snarled yellow teeth rattle inside the open box.
"You're out," he announces victoriousely,
"Replace me once more, child."
The cardboard container commands what I must follow,
To succomb to masochistic tendencies towards vice,
Hollowed out by emptied purchased cases,
I am but a shell filled with predilections for addictions.
My teeth are sweetend by savory treats:
Pills licked and popped liked lollipops
Falling from an unknown neighbor's hand into a child's plastic jack-o-lantern;
An orange fiendish grin of the pumpkin receptacle chomps whatever in it goes.
Mead and ales and emptied alto wines spill from uncorked nozzles,
Whose spitting splash sprays into me like a breath-freshening bottle,
Pocketed and summoned to satisfy the stirring and recurring stench
Arisen from the airs tumbling in the grumbles of an alcoholic's bowels.
What once was empty must now be filled,
With what now shackles my lack of will.
I'm cuffed in this sado-masochistic thrill,
An addicted slave craving pours, puffs and pills.
Categories:
sado, addiction,
Form: Free verse
COPLA 89 INVOCATION : This Bad Guy World
Just as the virgin’s cossetted
Nursed untouched raised in seclusion :
So’s the toro
Two beings born to be slaughtered
For sado-masochistic fruition :
Virgin toro
Then the day comes for her sacrifice
Even as the toro’s let loose in ring :
Blood’s espada
Banderilleros splice eyes
Faenas rip muletas and sting :
Estocada
© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2014
Categories:
sado, allegory, conflict, creation,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
they’ve been at it in the basement down below for
days now
screaming & whipping
moaning & suffocating
pushing the limits of what they call
human sexuo-fetisho-sado-masochistic
madness
cutting & slashing & whipping & slashing &
squirting & cumming & electrifying &
trying
trying
trying
to find a more visceral
a more pure
way out of this place---
a way to stretch open the porthole
a way to dig into the side of the black holes being
created by the hadron
a way to strip down the essential needs that
lurk in the back of all our heads
behind & between
what we pretend is some sort of
normalness.
the leather is tight
the toys are plenty
the orgasms are so vast
that the counting of them is a thing of the
past---
and all the troubles of the world just
drift away
walking the fine line
straight down the middle of
pleasure & pain
no politicians allowed
no morality police
no teachers or professors
no pedophiliac pederast priests
no downers
no negative nancys (up to no good)
there is a safe word &
it’s quite understood
what is needed is a simple agreement
where all parties agree
that what’s good for you is
good for
me.
Categories:
sado, life,
Form: Free verse
Black shiney leather sado-masochism
Goose stepping Hitler homosexual fascism
Auto-erotic asphyxiatoin
Lesbian butt plug masterbation
Two girls one cup making me throw up
A transgender surpise lifting the skirt up
Double and triple penetration
A whole new deviant sexual nation
Be yourslef
Be true to me
Be yourself
Be true to me
Necrophila
Watching Susperia
Hot candle wax
Making new trax
Veins full of love
When push comes to shove
Two girls and me
Two girls and me
Categories:
sado, passion
Form: I do not know?
As I run through the bristles of the trees
The pain gets worse as I collapse on my knees
Growing fur and fangs
I hear rattling chains
The hunt has begun
I'm still not sure if I have won
Something is near I have to get down
Pouncing silent I tackle him to ground
I speak to him the last words he will know
I am Waya Sado, the Wolf Shadow...
Categories:
sado, adventure, fantasy, imagination, nature
Form: I do not know?