And when we play
this game of yours
will you let me call
you lover? princess?
goddess?
Your deviant art
will no doubt consume me
fulfill me,
enthrall me.
Place on the brink of ecstasy.
But many times
I've played this game.
My strategy is impeccable.
My timing, precise.
I've battle scars and trophies alike.
My distinct advantage
is an unwavering apathy
and the continued
enthrallment of girls
who've played before you.
So let's play,
Imagine yourself with me
without morals
within another man's arms.
Slip yourself another
intoxicating drop of
self indulgence
as I call you whore
let my sweet naive nature
disgust you
as it slowly wraps it's
tentacles around your throat.
The truth is,
This game it works two ways.
Fishing line with fishing hooks
on both ends.
and my dearest,
My mouth is already torn up
from past lovers
. . so how's yours? |
Submission Name: Radical Epiphany.
