Consciousness *******.

After spending a few hours trying to fulfil a mountainous list of chores.
I finally arrive back at the apartment block, stepping into the elevator, only just beating the partially closed doors.
I emerge moments later, having travelled past all the other floors.

I enter our abode.
Something is different, what exactly I know not so I instinctively switch into my detective mode.

I am searching through everything slowly, carefully and systematically.
Then my head turns automatically.

That sound??? I think to myself. For a millisecond I am stood still, bolt straight.
Trying to adjust to my now hammering heart rate.

My feet start to move, quickening with every pace.
The look on my face.....
Shock. It's phase and or status: undeniable.
So much so that my balance is now very unreliable.

I have found the sounds source.
It emanates from you. *You-I mean OH!-you're p-pleasuring yourself whilst sitting naked upon a rocking horse.

Arabs are on their knees
Command them left and right, whatever you please
The female goddess with her divinity
But she mustn't succumb to her desires
Cursed with a voidhole, a witch with no flying stick

Strike the strings and they will shiver
Their Gods with invested interest in genitalia,
Debating vice and virtue
Perverted thoughts, oh, let them pass
As she rubs her blood oozed inner thighs
I can hear the delicate moans and quivers

Society under her thumb
Quickening breath, fast paced heart and wide *******
At last, the land of promised *******
Virginity fetishists with holy manuscripts
Tribal war, the darkest of blood

Mount your ******* to the highest heights
Reach their moral mountains and hijack their sanity
Fear stricken by your circular thumb-motions
For they will associate ***** blood with vanity

Ignorance at their gates
No light escapes, shattered lives
Facts infecting their pride
Worshiped not for her intellect nor beauty
But for the voidhole she carries
In the desert sand, she remains a liability
Until she becomes a miserable bride

I pull out your picture
Smooth skin and hazel eyes
Even in photographs they hypnotize
Calling my name in whispers
Pounding at my *****
Electric shocks to the groin
Waking the senses
Feeling revived
Revitalized, alive
There, ever unchanged
Your gaze upon mine
Motionless, emotionless
Frozen, in time
When you realized I was she
Perfection
Unwavering
An alternate reality
Returning affection
A two way street of romantic love
Unseen. Unnoticed. Unrealized
Yet real just the same
Innocent, unthinking
With no one to blame
Knowing you want me
That you always did
Nothing but glimpses
Of an awkward kid
Turned man
Turned desire
Lascivious by design
Liquifying resistance
Wasting no time
A bit of shy
A hint of coy
Vanish all remnants
Of that innocent boy
By the light of the screen
I lay here
Alone
Feeling the heat of you
Making me moan
Desire unabated
I finish unsated
Abusing your picture
In ways you condone

"VIRGINITY is a dignity until marriage" society taught
& I can see most of'em saving their virginity
Using their hand a lot !

I like the idea of God having an ******
God stroking his **** to internet ****
And galaxies shooting out the end of his ****.
Oh, yeah, here comes the Milky Way
Or maybe he uses black holes like a fleshjack
spewing  cosmic *** into a parallel universe.

Would we all experience God’s ******?
“The little death” as the French like to say
God’s toes pointed and his eyes shut tight
All of us bathed in his celestial seed
Fading out for a time
Fading away from the incessant
Prayers and hymns
Levied against him in a non-stop onslaught
Of need need need.
Floating endless unaware
Devoid of conscious or thought
For a time… a short time
Until the world floods back in
The suns re-ignite, the planets regain their orbits
And we all feel gravity’s pull
Holding us down
once again.

Have you ever been to a sporting event ladies
Perhaps track or football

Where you got to watch powerful men compete
Did you watch the men at track practice

Their shirts off
Bodies glistening in the sun

Rock hard abs
Powerful chests

Strong powerful legs
And tight buttocks

You watch him throw the javelin
The javelin is like a symbol
Of his powerful male member

Do you want to run your hands on his powerful body?
You begin to massage your inner thigh
There is a cool breeze blowing
You spread your legs slightly
As the wind rushes up your skirt
You didn't wear ******* to this practice

It's time to return to your dorm
And fantasize about him
While you explore with your *** toys

He's found himself in the closet
After he lost to himself in a game of tic-tac-toe
And tied his lobster bib tightly
Then hid his cheat sheet, for the pop quiz he knew was soon to come

It's curtains for her
She let the cat out of the bag
And now she's up **** creek with ****** for paddles to go **** herself with
Right in the birth canal

Then we'll auction off the ******
We'll pass them off as European defibrillators
Maybe some extremist will want them
If we spew out enough mindless dribble

The All Time ****-Show is about to begin
We have
The Chronic Masturbater
The Hypochondriac
And The Pathological Liar

It was either sometime yesterday
Or sometime tomorrow
Or was it sometime today?
That you were all going to make fun of the boy with the cleft lip down at the laundromat?

Out of the three of you The Pathological Lair sticks out like a sore thumb
I can tell he was the runt of the litter
Who always bites off more than he can chew

I see the Hypochondriac has convinced himself he has eczema  
He rattles off all his symptoms
Inordinate filibustering  

Now there's the Chronic Masturbater
He looks like he's over the hill
He's only twenty one
But the blue circles under his eyes and the deep defined lines on his forehead denote his inelegant aging

I sign all your lives away in my horrible cursive
And now you belong to the ragtag trigger-happy posse of gun-jumpers
My billfold his happily filled
So I must go do some reconnaissance
Spy on those who have quit their day jobs
The fish out of water

You must find that thing that really rolls off the tongue with a nice ring to it
******!
*******!
*******?!
....*******?

No...
Go hang youself with dental flossed you home-schooled fool

Indentured servants we're just an after thought