the tiny bits of acid on your insolent heart,
you in my deepest dungeon..
dear Zeus!
all that creepy shit
gives me a serious hard-on, barely keeping the pace to cope with it.
the wet dreams of your torments
charge me to the point
of colorful ludicrous get-offs, glorious moments.
the only thing stronger than this hateful feast
is my pathetically pink and fluffy thing called..sentimental beast.
my forever green, hexed twist.
