Hell poems!!

How can I justify this animosity?

When I am generous,

Sleepy smile,

Gliding like a manitee?

When we met I took your hand,

You wore a woman's glove

Hiding knuckles white with pain

Grinding into sand.

Microwave! Microwave!

Hellbent to your head

Sleeping pills and cyanide

Hellbent till your dead

Lovely words and lovely sex

Throat of milky white

Around those sultry vocal chords

Painted fingers I will flex

Perception comforts,

Ignorant bliss,

While chaos lurks

Like a masochist

Safe or no?

One and all

Hellbent this time.  ..

Believe you me

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