Devout Masturbator
we were my religion (that thing that made me hard)
I prayed only to you (naked and on my knees)
you gave me faith (cleansed my sins with your tongue)
before you failed to show up (just like those missing pages of the book)
now I give myself to a narrow little path (free from sin, free from you)
which leads to a bleeding river (dripping nightly on my pillow)
yet I still pray to you (even though you are invisible)
me, a kept soul (stroking a wound that you left behind)
religiously sensing you (even though you are not here)
waiting, waiting for our after life (your absence never makes me doubt)
April 12th, 2008 at 1:43 pm
nice
May 17th, 2008 at 5:37 pm
JESUS CHA-RIST WOMAN!!
vulgêr
obseen
effens blasphemous
disturbing
fuckin’ beautiful.
I believe that you have discovered the secret that ugly is just another way of seeing beauty.
fokker aarde dis briljant