She wants to kill god when she cums.
Broken bottles on her breasts,
Fucking Guevara in her dreams.
She’d open her own crotch for the atom bomb.
Give me the statistics of the latest massacre
So I can cut myself to it.
I read to her excerpts of the morgue report
Regarding the deaths of Goebbels’ children
So she can fantasise about their laments whilst orgasm.
Pictures of holocaust stapled to her vulva,
Bile stained, bible pages in the toilet –
The derogatory is obtained.
Personally I’d like to fuck Eve and make her purge
An apology for the fall of man but congratulate her too,
For the ruins of god’s insipid plan.