the underdeveloped pink-heart- reckless, but not
memories of church haunt- haunt, haunt, haunt. it's the ghost
of the mantra:
i am a bad person. i am a bad person.
no man is winning. the woman
fails to get him to win. i have a good heart deep down,
but it's inaccessible to the surface-seekers.
the needy cunt, that which is delightfully indulgent
in orgasm-wish, is what's stealing
the whole damned show.
the seat of the spine is worthless
without a dick to keep it upright.
this really was somebodies home once. someone really was
subjected to living conditions like this.