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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