I'm a lady killer
sending her through
the mirror of life
like a kissing syringe
in a masturbating blood ritual
with a long waiting list

eagerly she presents
instruments of dispatch
as she wanders into my mind
like a drugged eye ball
excited to be comforted by death

im making her wait
not meaning to be rude
stranded momentarily
with so much
filing, faxing, emailing, and calling
in this cathedral of the taboo
as i play with myself
fascinated by a soap opera suicide

primping
ready to lose her self
in dizzying emancipation
from a wrapped throat
in sparkling battery cables
and a tormented red mouth
gasping

tear glazed
for the apocalypse of her depraved lust
she caresses boa constrictor extremities
that turn her brain to froth
and lips numb

stroking her hair
she dampens at the sight
of rust tarnished daggers
and a black fanged skull
enticing swinging hips
and open legs

in the mood to bleed a bit
a tantalizing appetite wetter
nipple hors d'oeuvre served up
like a crimson scar through water

she whispers
how wet you make me
a sponge drenched moon
while we have another coffee
and tippy toe leg show
flaunting her nails
painted a different color
like xylophone chromes

she dido-ishly fingers
the inside of her mouth
and between moistened thighs
while i finish the therapy reports
of blow by blow depravities

after watching
Dark Corners Crazy Bitch Films
she says
"Stupid girl.
The moment the ziptie would tighten around my neck
i would take my shirt and panties off
and go masturbate
in front of a mirror
so i can enjoy the final moments"

i dress her
in a fashionista silver skeleton bra
stained panties
silk stockings
and the body bag
she so lovingly sewed together
between finger fucks
as if having already climbed inside

let me know your favorite room
"bathrooms are hot"

toilet
head first please
and leave my ass out to be admired
for a state funeral gang bang

she was enveloped
a blood stained fuck dummy
in reverie
with a vacant grace,
and red oozy kisses
for a mob of cocks
at the Gates of Sodom

begging for savage death rights
knowing how pretty her pose
with outstretched toes
on a black palanquin
she floats on tropical hemic Vaseline
mesmerized
whispering
do you like me
like this
like that
butt up banana split
with a blood cherry yoni
and a spoon of gruyere
lick butter

look into my peepers
kiss me tenderly
lose control of your
wet viscous
whipping saliva tongue

then i perforate
the rectum
pierce the clit
open the intestine
she quivers
and spreads
like Peking duck

ransacking the brain
editing the history
from grave to spirt box
she thundered like the burning bush
and cummed glowing roses

remember
your sick disgusting orgasms
are a sacrifice