Just as Dusk Falls
Just as dusk falls
And, weary from my toil
I return home
Having little appetite for sex with her
As she offers herself to me
Legs spread wide
Revealing that vertical smile
That gaping, slit-like wound
Crowned with a tuft of hair
Reminding me
Of the Devil’s own grin
Because it reeks of demons.
-I want only rest, my love
For I’ve earned the right
To that cunt of yours through my hard labor
I tell her, paying her no mind.
I crave rest so I can ponder
Or perhaps have a quick jerk-off when I wake
For I dream
Of the lark’s return
To a different home
Never realizing that its nest
Smells just as foul.
I wake up
And cannot breathe, oh, my God!
For she has planted her cunt
Right over my mouth
To make me revel
In her inner and outer lips
And grant me perfect peace
For she means to kill me
With love
Screaming in my face:
-My darling
I do this for your salvation.
Between my thighs, you bastard
Commend your spirit.
