Sexual Deviance

Sticks and Stones
Broken Bones
Sadists and Masochism

Fuck, I'm Sore
From Pain Galore
Oh Hurt Me One More Time

Make Me Whine
Say your Mine
As I take the Belt

I'll Wrap you Tight
Might Just Bite
Tell Me That it's Nice

Face is Straight
While We Masturbate
Underneath the Table

Fuck Me Gentle
Fuck Me Hard
Welcome to The Fun Side

Time for an Adventure

I'm starved for words that I don't know
The thrill of discovery is upon me
No one crossed the sea just to get away
The other side of the coin was excitement
The spirit of curiosity growing the chest

I'm a bookworm in a mound of earth
I'm a monster without a fairytale
I'm hungry for something that isn't in my pantry
Time to go shopping
Time to go exploring

The Morticians Daughter

Ice cold room

All full of shiny steel

Two men in dance

Of blood and stitches

Care and cremation

Dead Cosmetics

And in the corner

Wide eyes

Doll in hand

There she sat

The Morticians Daughter

Sweet as a rose

Pale as a lily

With nerves calm and steady

A girl who is never silly

Who knows blood as love

Chemicals as kindness

Blades as servants

Death as a friend

Alive

But not clinging to it

Young

But aged beyond her years

Beautiful

But so very distanced

With a foot inside the grave

And the other in her fathers room

She isn't living and she isn't dead

But she can pretend to be both

Unanimous

Is a life real
If no one acknowledges it?
Last time I checked
A nation wasn't real
Until the UN agreed.

Looks like I'm not alive.
Thanks for letting me know

Hibernation

Hand me a coffee and a smile

As our icy breath mingles in the dawn light

I just need a moment to make sense

While we make plans that we don't want to come true

Can you lend me a shovel and a fond farewell?

As I leave you for dim blue skies and endless silence

I want nothing at all

And I don't know whether to laugh or cry

Young Blood.

I am calm ageless and wise
But my blood disagrees
My blood screams murder
My blood screams sex
My blood screams glory

And I'm just so tired of it
I'm tired of a heart too eager
And a soul too quiet

Hands that seek to reach over
Caress
Love
Embrace

While my mind wants to stay
Be cautious
Be quiet

Be me

Damn this traitorous heart

Damn these feels that aren't mine.

In Places Dying.

In the land of empty trees
Where shadows walk along the wind
And color is only a faint impression

This is where I've gone away

By the calm and shallow seas
Where souls linger on the beach
And old men wonder when they'll leave

This is where I shall stay

On the cold and dusty breeze
Where voices try to meet
And lost echos try to speak

This is where I choose to lay