I’m just a coffee-eyed princess that loves the attention,
The kind you never get from good deeds.
I just love the electric-touch of his bloody fingertips,
Stained with the effects of sadomasochism.
And it is still not my crimson lust that floods his mouth,
It is not my frail shell of a girl that he holds in his arms.
Because to him I’m just another pretty face, a stranger amongst the crowd,
I do not tip-toe through the folds of his brain at midnight,
And I do not remind him of red roses when I am on my knees in front of him.
Begging, pleading for him to notice my struggle,
Hands perched in a position to catch the eyes of the elders,
And maybe have them question the holy order itself.
I could cut his masculine heart out and have a feast,
And the girl he notices still wouldn’t be me.
I’m sinking deeper into the flood,
And even though I seem totally water-proof and calm in the storm,
Even though I seem invincible,
Really I’m just invisible.
Categories:
sadomasochism, desire, for him, love,
Form: Free verse
Robert
Liar, cheat, thief, hypocrite.
Brother of Michael aka “Boomboom”.
Lover of poetry, ***********, and sadomasochism.
Who feels frustration, annoyance, and ennui.
Who fears fire, dishonest women, and bear markets.
Who would like to see alien visitations, surfacing whales, and the destruction of Atlantic City.
Resident of Voorhees Township, New Jersey
Pettit
Categories:
sadomasochism, introspection,
Form: Bio
They call you the fallen one,with short tuffted curls
the one responsible for the chaos in the world
you may be the cause,as we live the effect
but your time is near,as you continue to infect
Like an invisible predator,you prey on the weak
like a pride of lions,you pounce on the meek
false pride as it is,your rebellious tirades
the lamb shall arrive to expose your charade
You've enjoyed this sadomasochism way too much
mad puppeteer with an unseen touch
unconscionable,incorrigible,shameless you believe
disgraced by your own doing,from tricks up your sleeve
There are some whom believe,even you have a purpose
hard to conceive,as you delight being murderous
ravager of souls and the misled conscience
fantasy and fallacy are amusements fictitious
But I...
Sheathed in light,resistant to your malice
filled to the brim like a holy chalice
illusory charms deflect from the scene
impermeable am I,to your vicious deeds...
especially,
how you conduct your kangaroo court......
Categories:
sadomasochism, satirepride,
Form: Free verse
Accepting the unacceptable
Doing the unfathomable for you
Obedience takes on new meaning
When you are driving
I am lost
You robbed me of myself
I am looking around for the woman
I once was
The one you butchered with your ax
And murdered me with your sadomasochism
Categories:
sadomasochism, girlfriend-boyfriend, husband, life, loss,
Form: Free verse