Rise, You Glorious Creature
Centered in the silence
Rise up from your sex filled dreams
And shower in the waterfall of filth
Bathing in a pool of immorality
Of depravity
And turbid, torrid, tantalizing temptation
Glut on punishment
Both in administering and administered
Rise you sex starved being and fuck
Fuck yourself
Fuck him
Fuck her
Fuck them
And be fucked and fondled
Caressed and molested
Rise and be glorious
Rise and come to me
Take my hand
And let me inside you
Let me taste my name on your lips
And I will whisper yours in your ear
As we mingle sweat and fluids
Rise, you glorious creature!
The day and night are yours
Filthy Words and God
Breathe unto me your sinister smiles
And rend my flesh with your naked fingers
And your shining teeth
I will lift you on high
I will carry you over my shoulder as a prize
And we’ll fuck
And cause each other such shining pain
Under the night; under Hecate’s cloak
Where the moon smiles its Cheshire Cat smile
And when sleep finally comes on gossamer wings
And you dream those gossamer dreams
The wet spot won’t matter
Because the sheets are soaked in sweat and in sex
And we’re collapsed against the wall
Where I took you to new heights
And you placed my name among your filthy words and God
Litany
You scratch and claw
Inscribing my back with a litany of sins
As I feast up the feral kiss
Drinking in your sexual wrath
The fires of Hell wash away shadows in the crude candle glow
You slap me
As I tear at your hair
You bite
As I make you a sex puppet
Licking the sweat from your neck
Fucking you with my fingers
And my brain
And finally fucking you as though your life depended upon it
Watching, amused, as you fight against me
Against my grip on your throat
Fighting with me
Fighting to me
Fighting for me
Waiting until your breathless, purple face bulges with veins
And as you rock and writhe
And struggle for breath
As I succumb to your delicious lust
Whispering your name as I lose control of mine
While your shuddering body sweats pools
Splashing sex upon me
And marking me like Cain
With a final trail of succulent agony
Ripping a single nail down my rasping chest