And you chew on my hand,skin and bone,like a mangy dogstill believingin one last caress. You chew on my hand,thirsty for touch,for a point of focus,for the image that loopslike a tired mirror:you chewing on my hand. My hand that strokes...

The ashtray yellsThere is an angry drunk man in front of meThat looks at meAnd I avoid himMy body throws acid chemicalsThat make my head acheIt is rainingAnd I am done.

your magic is powerfulpressing against your wards I balkto go any further would be foolhardystill I go forward to touch your inner landscapeswhere I hear your indoor voicefull on perversionit excites me to greet you againyes darling let us...

“I don’t understand why fools catch rape cases When there is too much free pussy around to make fuck faces, “But they realize it in the slimy end When they are gang raping your ass once again, “In a dark cell, held down...