I lost the cards for the queen
her kiss
malisious
visious
frozen thorned
I as faust to
horn adorned
nightmare prayer
exhumed
to melts in razor commune
withholding to stain
limb steel attuned
shrouding vein
crippling swoon
in lovecrafted tornogrophy
I plea to puncture thee
lest long lusted to benight
our howling love at first spite
oedipist alkalite
broke under the knife
shallow still the the incision
lobe’s coiled schism
a mans affection stooper throse
whom plucked flesh as one would petals from a rose
my virgin orifice
not to go amiss
pervading well wrung wrists
through charry sifts
with painted claws that starves me in shifts
gash o stratum trauma
my temple diorama
more gore whore
tore into the ore
pour the floor a new decor
more gore whorror
for your implore
ran my yonic sore
encor
to nightbreed
a nightingale seed
soried as a murder cascade
to bitter truths shade
of a mind so astray
with pearl on tongue
my oyster bride sung
“I want your abortion”
oh but less lactate
than sweet lady lace
shed your bodily guise
amidst my trickling thighs
my pungant lips aching
for a falus forsaken
for me your bones stand stark
No skin bereft of mark
my cold cunts clasped embrace
widening as the grave I left you in
our vows simply uttered on labial rings
I a marionette on heart strings
aloft fabricated wings
no hops further springs
eternal from the cavity in your chest