Paraphilia - Pocks of Frothing Rut
Miserably lashed
By throes of torturous grief
Fearing that old gore
Bitterly entrenched
Contractions of tissue
Weaponized intercourse
Unaccountably cold
In the long, dead night
Purulence of ideation
Irreversibly mangled
Sexual agony
Purulence of ideation
Miserably lashed
By throes of torturous grief
Fearing that old gore
Distractions of tissue
In rotted sleeves
Of human meat
Unaccountably cold
In the long, dead night
Purulence of ideation
Irreversibly mangled
Sexual agony
Purulence of ideation
Written by:
Kenneth Parker
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