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Poetry I just painted my nothingness nails black
but they're just sharp enough to claw
your back in full-frontal ecstacy
as you sweetly rape me in this
bleach-filled bathtub.
Make me quiver and scream
in the chill of this menstrual-blood stained
used-condom, lipstick-message mirrored
pocket knife-and-fishnets, "ohgodletsfuckanddoaline"
tiled bathroom in New York City.
Thank you while I gracefully suck you off
underwater and streak my own sanity
across the white porcelain.
So lip your dick into me and hey,
darling, let's go for a ride because I
think I fucking love you
(but I hate you)
and I don't care if the consequences
mean that my body is yours
and you can get stains on my skirt and
pull my little girl panties around my ankles
and kiss the dirty scrapes on my knees.
Oh God, these flourescent lights are
burning me.
