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Covered Loveless

 Shhhhhh.. 


take a minute
to listen..

it's faint 
sorta like 

a whisper

can you hear it?

there's a child 
crying
in the distance

just out of reach
a futile existence

without the assistance
of its mother

covered 
loveless..

born to perform 
in the chior 
of quiet angels

humming hope
choked

by fairytales...

i wish I could read her
a story
calmly comb her hair back
gently lift her chin

i would tell her
that worth doesn't come
in a bottle 
that monsters get scared too
and mommy was just

born broken

 

but

 

 

 

 

 


I can't seem to find that child anymore

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Dirtiest Demon Dining


it's

a hunger

that thrives
on

momentary lapses
of reason

a 
split second starvation..

sound 
stealing 
stimulant

I

finally have possession 
of you..

So I
sit here and 
watch you sleep
while

Satan softly serinades
the air..
So

you can dream
as I scheme
on

how to keep you

another shot of
comfortably numb

sung by the bottle
humming a hostle lullaby..

i'm
out of my mind

Moaning the 
sweetest disowning
knowing

you belong in first.
but
for what it's worth
Tonight 
you have met

the dirtiest demon
dining
on

 
"But, there's gotta be a way
i can get her to stay"




let us prey

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While the Animals Were Sleeping

His love 
was above 
the pain
from the 
stained glass 
and aftermath
of abuse

he cradled me
while disabling
reasons

he'd say 
shhhhhhhh
the animals love you.
and if you stop crying
they'll come 
and sing to us

I 

inhaled his breath
and believed that 
if I breathe invitation
i'd hear 
the wild wolves 
howl while they prowled 
around us..

He said..
it's not us they hunger
they seek the thunder
under the same sins and stars..

I 

felt special 
and for just a few minutes
felt the devils arms around me..

I 

believe that 
the rain washes us clean.

then one day 
early

too early

jesse was alone
the animals were sleeping..
as it rained

he blamed himself 
for the health 
of a sick earth...

got the bible 
and his gun

closed his eyes and sung
to god.

as we scurried the floor
to gather his brains
and tried piecing his head 
back together

i

sat back against the wall
and tasted the blood 
of an angel...

my finger still lingers
the scent...

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She's a Cold Habit

as she sleeps

her comfort 
leaves me breathless

this monster
beside me

inside me

her scent 
still serenades 
the air

an untamed 
paradise of my 
favorite poison

a moisturizing malice
so unclean it 
seems holy.

she's a cold habit

as she sleeps 

her wicked side
settles

fists float 

fallacy is forgotten
and 
for just a few minutes 


i remember why I love her
~n~


how many different ways
i could kill her


as she sleeps

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Dont Hate Me Because I'M Beautiful

Punch DruNk 
in 

syllable havoc.. 

Counting cutters
and their 

woes
of 
tragic.. 

I  

sense sorrow 
and 
sensual sound.. 

Babies 
bred by 

crack 
head 
hounds.. 

I

long to feed them
twisted verse
before your treason
bleeds their worth.. 

As an "Elitist"
scum

I  

crave to cum 

in the mouths
without 
a 

Philosophical curse.. 

But I must 

wait in line
stand behind 
the  

Crowd of cons..
A.K.A.

"Prenatal Johns"
that  

here by solemely swear  
royalty 
comes impaired 

prepared with  

sticky notes
groupie votes
and 
 NO class "quotes" 

So 
before I close 
these  

tasteless prose 

I  

toast to those..     


Pre 

Diss 

Posed...

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The Opera of Infantry

Ghosts..

lyrical hosts

floating 

in a
chaotic coast
most 
of them in need

bleeding breath
from death
dying of hunger
 
a starvation 
even god can't feed..


Satan starts 
to seem 
appealing
through healing
while
stealing

their tongues...

But I can 
still hear them 
humming

looney lullabies
and

soft cries
in notes 
of paramount
pleasure



A courts gesture

"immeasurable beats"

as we all 
take a seat
and listen

The chior begins

and

their

sins

sound

magnificant....

 


I call it
.
.
.
.
.
.


The Opera of infantry...

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I Give In

Notoriously nasty..
you can have me
like that 

knives 

take me back  
over lapped
counter act 

Serenity 

You 
want
me 
to  
strut

let you cut 

oh the smut..
is out of control.

console me...  
because daddy
i'll gladly 
So madly 
surrender

these tender times
With you in mind 

borderline insatiable.. 

Handle 
the 
cradle
with 
caution... 

to the point of exaustion...

how often they tap out.. 

For to have us both 
would coat 
your inner child..

gone wild.. 

i've met vile 
face to face.. 

how about a drink
while you
loosen up to think
of

How many ways 
to graze the stage
of sadism

I'm a master addict..
In your
dominating 
havoc

i can't match it...

I 

Give 

IN.