This is a story... sad but true... about how ugly life can be

She started early
no beginner's classes or
how-to books, videos or workshops

not even a woman yet
not even an adolescent
not even a toddler... yet

She was
cast onto a fire
of flaming twistedness
A fire way beyond marginal
ignited by demand
kept burning
by a sick need
feed for pigs
she was
a sacrifice

for a crystalline god
offered up by a once goddess
now mindless
mother
fucker of men

Well, not even men
more like
monsters
demonic suppliers of her desires
her demons

The altar
unworthy of a sacrificial lamb
dilapidated, unholy

The ceremony
really not a ceremony at all
more like
a crime

So worshippers/evildoers
gathered in worship/evildoings
tongues wet with anticipation of devouring
the pig feed, the child, the lamb, the daughter
the pig feed, the child, the lamb, the daughter

Innocent orifice
too young to produce woman juice
still tiny
still dry and clean
just weaned off mama's withered, weathered tit

Her baby hole
supposed to be
only a confirmation of sex... not an invitation to sex
only a confirmation of sex... not an invitation to sex

Her baby hole
not big enough
but a hole just the same

So
these men
these monsters
look their turns at
fucking
and
ripping
and
tearing
into their fleshy payment
until they had all been paid
I mean
until they had all busted a nut and

Mommy's in the corner getting drugged up
and now
Baby is all fucked up

and

Mommy
will never need money
as long as she got Baby
and

Everybody's happy
right?

Everybody's happy
right?

Everybody's happy
right?