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Jul 2017 · 678
SLAP THE MONKEY
zebra Jul 2017
there's a monkey in my television
he doesn't speak well
but he sure talks good
hes a real politician
Mr Do Right
he much appreciates my support
while ******* in every room of the house
marking his territory
which is everywhere
and promising lavender horizons
with words like a luster of stumps
turning lives into vagrant shadows
freezing dreams like skin tags

he's **** high in **** and graft
having *** ******
an
American way of life
while he grandstands  
riding a tricycle on the ceiling
all business like
a lazy worthless *******
with a slush fund
and no limit to what he will do
flanked with mullah lawyers and the clergy
minions lackeys and body guards
he sits terminal 
upon a throne
like a jagged mouth
sure to be swallowed
struggling against the menacing whispers
of those do wrongs and the unborn

world soul disgruntled
a slave to being a tyrant
ready to **** all transgressors
of his vainglory
and a willing toilet mouth
to all above
gobbling and grateful  
when they flush
the god of money ******
leading by example
and
serving with distinction
Remembering William Burroughs
Jun 2017 · 389
THE UNDOING
zebra Jun 2017
iv'e have not quite come to terms
with that dark thing that lives within me
oh lord
have mercy upon ophidian's soul
have you not enslaved me
with desires despicable
drawn darkness over me
with a black wands curse
into
feral gates castellation
as I sleep
towards mournings flaring sun
with aches infernal ****

i behold images of
hung women sway-less
heads pressed firmly against stone walls
legs and feet splayed behind
squandered treasures
******* yellow soaked with *****
so ghastly
my darling
so touching
oh lovely horror

she said
to die that way
in a little room somewhere
would be perfect
so easy
even pleasant
as lips brush caressed
she cooed whispers
protect me from
from the cruelty
of grizzled age
and heaped infirmities
like stones on threadbare silk
that unravel and tear souls
sorry and dull
until collapse

standing tippy toes
her head on my shoulder
arms around my neck
my soul her mausoleum
undulating as if a rounded wind
eyes like rushing poems
pleading

a bloodless brain
she mused
better than the delirium of
glittered fizz
cocktails

we could do it in easy stages
all tender accommodations
as you lasso the rope
gently around my neck
and attach to a sturdy handle
then lay me firm upon white linens
with wet-lipped kisses
and let me drop weightless
like a slipper off a foot
into sweet
night tides
nirvana
Jun 2017 · 630
BLACK LIGHT
zebra Jun 2017
have you read the book of lies
such a comfort
to know how acceptable we are
like well placed silverware
as long as i keep moon shadow
in a cellar box shut tight
where little cocka demons
play unuttered
you can't hear them rustling about
but
i shake little bats and owls from my socks

am i lookin congenial today
just a teensy icky inside
bubbles in the belly
clinched toes in crowded shoes
eek
hope i'm not dead and don't know it

my graciousness plastered on
like white sheep over a goat
to get what i need of course
to make friends and influence
sorry
about my ti ti ticks
the way my fi fi fingers fi fi fidget

my towels are folded
and in place
vanilla cup cakes with sprinkles
all in a row
like little ballerinas prancing
as plutonic volcanoes heat
like spires pandemonium

my life a white glove inspection
all pressed and starched
like a mythic poem
written by a ******
stiff with holiness
as saints float over my head
yet the world
for all my good
a thunderous
black light
a poem about the struggle between who we are and our face to he world
Jun 2017 · 458
LIPSTICK RIOT
zebra Jun 2017
she thought who am i
there are so many of me
am i not veils and masks
even to myself
like a locked box
am i not peopled
with miscreant brooding hordes
of shadow selves
whispering gods and demons
taking space up within
like a coffin attic bedroom
to be rented out
for some wayward spectral family

oh children of the night
arguing like
black quilled throwing porcupines
players of dismal warbled music
that sounds like nails scratching floor boards
in the cold dread dead of night
at Holiday Hells Inn

see me she thought
am i not
an icon of responsibility
bright light
sweet and good
engraving angels on silver
making all sacred in the marvelous calm

wouldn't hurt a fly
oh no
me oh my
showered and smelling like
Chanel
she the feminist
her favorite words

"thats disgusting
and no"

until her fingers sneak down her pants
feeling like a flowery beautiful woman
who weeps to be naked
raked over desires hot coals
and forced to worship
big cocked men
to be engorged voluptuously  
like a stuffed butter ball turkey
until her eyes roll back
like white moons shuttering

where gratitude is met
with bay *** and ***** tongues
a celebration of thanksgiving
and thanks is really given
with a star performance
leg show
lubricated for the baking oven
garnished with pineapple
dripping
tipping head over heels
at dizzying heights
hanging from a swinging chandelier
bejeweled
upside down girl
doing butter **** splits
to be scraped off walls and ceilings
like whipping cream whipped
and subsumed in the perfect power and glory
of
NO MIND
Jun 2017 · 369
MILKY WAY KISSES
zebra Jun 2017
my beloved
i will come near
feel my hot red shift
as i stretch out
into the distance before you
do you resonate the pitch of my siren
may i expand your universe
flatten out your space time continuum
charm you into my gravitational pull
will you spread wide for the big bang
as i scatter your senses
with extraterrestrial interstellar *******
and tender clusters
of milky way kisses

will you?
Jun 2017 · 878
Achlys
zebra Jun 2017
deep deep
in the
in the inner inner
cauldron of self
one can hear weeping
it is Achlys
daughter of Nyx

pale emaciated
her razor teeth chattering
over pomegranate tongue saliva
elongated mottled nails like shears
etch a wooden table
and sever small rodents
for nourishment

dismal girl with swollen knees
thick dust upon her shoulders
her nostril's dripping
like drenched grass
demons concealment veiled
yet her scut barely hidden

while attraction remains
the fabric of existence
the sacramental bed of Christianity
carries the fear of authenticity
the aperture of *** betrayed
by girded *****

renders self a darkened hollow
incomplete and hypocrite
absent of beauties gift
a pink light bleeding
daughter
of the night
GREEK MYTHOLOGY ACHLYS
DAUGHTER OF NIGHT
Jun 2017 · 19.7k
*GIRL IN A STORM
zebra Jun 2017
she loved thunder storms most of all
the crackle of white hot bolts ripping through the sky
the sheer immensity of power
she always thought it was him
her beloved God
big boy
Thor
with his flowing blond hair
blue aquatic eyes
washboard stomach
and delicately curved *****
finally a man good enough for her
even if he was fly by night

when the heavens thickened gray
like soggy cotton
she could feel atmospheres shift
it made her ******* pert
her mouth would salivate
like a lurid peach
her ***** swelled and dampened
tears of adoration and enchantment
filled her eyes

no longer able to contain her self
she would strip naked
fling off her *******
and run out to the lush verdant meadows
calling at the top of her lungs
yoooooooooo hooooooooooo

as the cool rain descended
she ran thrilled to the mud between her toes
seeing great claws of white lightening  echo
through the sky

without hesitation
she fell to the cool earth beneath her
wallowing in the delicious sloshing ooze
positioning her self on all fours
head thrown back
*** up high
calling to the heavens
come on, come on big boy
ive been waiting for you
let me have it good
her clitoral lips
drooled with anticipation
her ******
a pulsating aching

the sky rumbled
with stretching streaks of fire
like a great freight train
spanning infinity
while the earth shook like a
hollow moon
she swayed her hips
rhythmically to and fro
whispering a love song

oh sir
i need a man like you
wont you love me
adorations true

i kneel before
my sweet Lord Thor
where's that hammer
come on and score

you are so big
and im so little
how about it God
just a tickle

hit it now
give it to me good
kisses baby
like only you could


tears of desire cascaded
down her pink cheeks
as she recited her love mantra
her mouth naked wet

suddenly
a great bolt of lightening
shot down from heavens throne
entering her ******
splitting her in flames
her head turned dark mahogany
sent careening fifty yards
leaving her mouth
a yawning twisted smudge
of fossilized obsidian
with eyes
blackened flaring hollows

her tender pink ****
a charred flower
smoldering
like a
petite
grilled
calamari
Jun 2017 · 2.4k
OF THE DEAD
zebra Jun 2017
as a child i had a sense of before
i only a tenant in this world

i dreamt, i remembered
a place of light and freedom
of flying weightless
without a care
recurring reveries
of changeless drifting

but as i got older
my astral excursions
turned to thin air
much to hearts despair
i fell weighted to this terrestrial sphere
by thickened accumulations
of hard niches and obscurations
a delicate spark burdened
by sheaths of gnawing reason
engulfed in brutish struggle

at times
i obsessed
aching to go
back from where i came
maybe stepping in front of a speeding car
desperate to get home
where the dead
live it up

cadaverous child
a strewn tangle of little limbs
broken
on a country highway
who made a hard sacrifice
for a bigger life
where the very sensation of existence
was a floating ecstasy
like an atomized cloud puff

where the dead
are not dead at all
but enchanted children
living
with faces like suns
on the other-side of the looking glass
feet to the stars
in the arms of heaven
Jun 2017 · 733
TELL ME NO SECRETS
zebra Jun 2017
tell me no secrets
i'll tell you know lies
heaven is
in-between your thighs

may i stay their
i'll never leave
pull up a chair
to you i cleave

your better then god
hot yummy cream
i cant get enough
im starting to beam

i'm getting so hot
what will i do
goin crazy baby
lovin you
Jun 2017 · 2.8k
The Murder Motel...Ero Guro
zebra Jun 2017
come with me
to the ****** motel
it could be so tender
as **** as hell

we can kiss awhile
i'd lick you sweet
and then bend you over
and cut your feet

*** honey
you can't walk anymore
no matter darling
i'm a blood **** *****

**** me daddy
soon i'll be dead
i want it in the mouth
crush my head

not so soon
my sweet little ******
first lose some blood
to get you all woozy

stand on the toilet
a rope around you neck
on tippy toes
you'll soon be a wreck

i'd love to shoot you
want it in the ***
in the intestine
the bullet will pass

ooow honey yes
let me spread wide
then shoot me through
is that how i died

no baby
that was just for fun
i cumed in your ***
my **** was the gun

oh **** me soon
you begged and you cried
i need it my love
so your hands i tied

i ****** you and ****** you
ready to ***
i yanked your head back
and you licked up my ****

are you ready sweet girl
you lifted your head
my **** in your ***
a dagger of dread

i slit your throat
ever so slow
you ****** and you shimmied
and the blood did flow

you got on top
your **** in my face
i drank from your throat
you bled out with grace

i loved you so
and called your name
you fell over dead
but who's to blame

oh my darling
you wanted to go
black emerald death
an ******* show

pretty dead girl
im still kissing you
but i have to leave
boo hoo hoo
A sick poem unfit for consumption
which is exactly why i had to write it
It's only for certain people
I'm sure
you know who you are
and yes i do love you <3
Jun 2017 · 639
IN THE HOUSE OF POEMS
zebra Jun 2017
in the house of poems
there are no words
only sheaths of rapture
color and puzzle cutouts
on an empty table
mute
composed of shadow thin
aching smoke ghosts
desires
aphotic and tender
twisting souls in labyrinths lurid
*** shake sweet inky *******
that turn earth
to pleasure domes
and shadows
like cimmerian children
in harsh judgment
******* on
purple night shade candies
burning incense and black candles
uncrossing energies foreboding
while subterranean crystals
refract burnished glows
pulsing blood diamonds
in sacred heart manias
throb with warm breathy kisses
on plates of ash
engulfing
a terrace of pink flickering tongues
drooling and biting
that turn mere pleasure
into inflammations of ecstasy
oozing creme de menthe saliva
where souls levitate and flutter
on bilious stained beds
copulating
being impregnated with verse
smelling of warm **** cauldron

fetuses curl
in their little crib's
and bubble tapioca lyric wrangles
afterbirths purged
poems emerge
like sand bars and palm tree islands
from
sopping woven tunnels
and

caress upturned poetic posteriors
dancing in glitter frilly word tutus
while torrid confessions
dreaded breakdowns
and resurrections
dress themselves in garments
of language re-pleat
quickened by eloquence
in the house of poems
zebra Jun 2017
have you been to
the honey bunny buffet
its on ***** hot ***** street
and lick it up all day

you can start with a kiss
theres buttery *****
don't you dare miss
her fallopian tubes

she comes with a milk shake
and sweet ***** treat
her **** delicious
you'll love her feet

there are deserts
different flavors for sure
and pudding viscous
you'll *** for some more

if you like women
shes yummy yum yummy
be you boy or girl
shes feels great in your tummy

i love to go their
its all you can eat
stuff your self good
gawd shes so sweet

do you like ****
its pink and its red
its good with black bean sauce
you can have it in bed

or **** warm and gooey
with ******* lips
sopping wet deliciousness
its so hot when she strips

theres big bowls of *****
smothered in cream
if you like *****
your gona scream

i want to eat their
every **** day
but my wife wont let me
so home i must stay* :(
Jun 2017 · 487
Lament of Bazoozoo
zebra Jun 2017
accumulations of suffering
by patriarchs religion
and poverty
deprivations withered hand
self pity was converted
into a knot of emeralds
and stony unfeeling bones
that puncture and clutter the soul
with a blackened hollow
and
a quicksand of taboos
rendering her life limp
her only extravagance
free will
a choice within choicelessness
she resorted
to a rope around the neck
in a shanty
suicide her best friend
Jun 2017 · 5.4k
SCARLET VAMPIRES
zebra Jun 2017
I can be so tender with you, but then the monster emerges like guano out of a bats *** my precious and hes so hungry for your blood
He wants to take a razor to you . He loves your crying. He's excited by your sunken brooding face, sheet white flesh and sallow eyes.  
She gets down on her knees holding her self pert and brave for love's cruelty knowingly she is his play dough blood **** doll in a white death gown of weeping lacerations, his sweet blood blossom splashing
Her splayed pose tells him she's made to cut like red plush butter, her flesh his pull apart pastry, her bones his marrow.

He slowly works her down from merciless blood letting and bludgeoned raw piercing .
But the part that excites him the most  is when she sneers at him hissing, the blade to her throat as she lifts her head high exposing her throat without hesitation
His panicked hungry kisses and bites unceasing as she smiles and suffers knowing her twisted dream of living deaths dark labyrinth is near. Her **** gapes wet, leaking with blood and dark waters from being sodomized cruelly.  Her **** a drooling tortured swollen mouth, a river of blood
His bubble of poison in her, ruptures deep.
Both hyena feral ... He knows she's ready and holds her head down, a wooden block shoved between the back of her neck forcing her chin to jut out and exposing her swan throat .
He pulls out a box cutter
Is this what you need my darling ?
Is it you sweet **** ?
She smiles eagerly, eyes glaring, poised, noble, legs spread wide, back arched, soaking with crimson copper sweat
Watch me writhe you *******, unwind the little *****, she demands, grinning like a hell cat on drugs she holds fast ready for her departure to some crepuscular eternal afterlife

dark cupid witch
legs tied to throat
devil ***** twitch
******* in a mote
i've got the itch
feet scorched in rope
hot ******* *****
hells dark pope

oh dragon man
take my life
unwind me slow
i'm summer ripe
DO IT,,, DO IT... DO IT.... she screamed like a wind whipped howling tree in a blaze of flames.

Very well and as he slipped his long arterial sheath deep up in side her womb and stroked tenderly
He called oh my sweet darling pressing that blade deep through her soft buttery skin...Splitting arteries, sinews and flesh recklessly as she shuttered, her face a wild eyed Hiroshima convulsing in heaping waves, bloated with the filthy viscous red **** of Dragool
His blood a drug venomous, hallucinogenic and ecstatic

She spiraled dizzily into a primeval black watery abyss.
In a fury, he slit his **** wide, and engorged her raw shapeless mouth with his dreadful Scorpius elixir, door way to the dark life.
He raged at her, drink you sweet hell *****, **** pie, fat blister, and i make you my ***** consort for all eternity, loving you under black winged cape, sweet princess of death unpeeled.
Come he said, we are night storms of hell...We **** for love and you will die a thousand deaths my delicious blood bell I shall **** your soul away and turn you to the darkest midnight

vampiress *****
dark girl feeding
the sun is no more
loves the bleeding
Jun 2017 · 721
MAY I PLEASE
zebra Jun 2017
may i please
love you
touch your hand
meditate its slender form
feel each of your fingers
study their shape and bend
wanting your entire hand in my mouth
dreaming of you
clutching hard and desperate
that i may shed blood to sweeten your day
like dark berry jam

tattoo you with inky hooks !

may i please
brush your face with o so tremulous a touch
catch your buttercup smile and languid honey breath
caress your hair like a soft kittens sway  
be entranced by your glistening aqueous lips

brand you
mine
with scalding iron !

your every move
a charm
that tumbles through echoes canyons
my heart a vaulted moon quivering
your every glance scorching me
sizzling like bacon on a hot tin roof
while moistened pink tongue
licks across pearly whites
sending bolts of scintillant refulgence
booming  through me
shaking me to the floor

scar you with daggid cutlery !

can you feel me breaking for you
your eyes, synagogues for worship
crumbling
vanishing at you feet
you sweeten crests soul
do you see through me like a window
your pinned butterfly
foot slave
terminus
ticker tape love machine
printing staccato
marks and remarks
may i love you
may i come close
may i fall at your knees

open your throat
that willingly yields
veins and rivulets of red blood kisses
flooding me like child birth
into arms of love

waiting shaking
pierced
through the heart

may i please
love poem
Jun 2017 · 3.0k
FLOATING GIRL
zebra Jun 2017
how many ways may i undo you ...
each sublime
i crave your vermilion waters
copper gilded plush
falling to my hungry naked mouth
drug euphoria
drooling ***** toy
as i stroke your ankles
with tender fingers
and brush your delicate feet with my lips
before i lift you
floating girl
and you lose yourself
thanking God
for the inconceivable pleasure
of unbearable pain
as you are split and ruptured open
oh pink flowers splashing
in a stained tub
of
blood like a blotter

sanguine perfume
mouth melting kisses
heaping *****'s detonations
adorations petition

am i not vulturous
holding you in my warm arms
while i whisper in the caverns of your hollow breath
that you mean the world to me

i drink rain storming from torrid gates howling
from your cleaved ******* and unfurled belly
your eyes
moons trembling
immersed in your fathomless yawning soul
as you take your last breaths

tell me baby
is it tender cruel
are angels kissing you yet
are you caressed by powder pearlescent clouds
are you butter on the lips of God
while dark curtains flutter and shut
while i weep and convulse
in heaping waves of ecstasy

there is only you
like
heavens  thunder
May 2017 · 2.5k
Devil In the White House
zebra May 2017
there's a crazzzy devil
in
the white house
twisting our nation
into a denizens den
a tub of **** in a suit
ascending ***** matter
in
a clogged toilet
a black plague
we have a president with the attention span
of sea clams
an emotional ******* drip of impetuosity
a spiraling fit of rage
a snarling delusional dog
narcissist in a warping mirror
a pathetic complainer
a cyst on the body politic
clot
open sore
seething pustule
piggish **** lover
gangsters dupe
fascist wana be

heil heil
god your a pile

making Russia great again
licking Vlad's *****
protecting your assets no doubt
and hissing tweets
at war with with only everything
and figments of a disturbed imagination
a real windmill killer

his mouth
the devils mark
a yapping compulsive lier
forked tongued fury
possessed to a fault
by the vainglories
of money and ego out of bounds
the biggest and the best
at being
the very worst and a pest
grand royalty of ridicule
*****
a ham ****** cartoon nightmare
and clumsy stumbling bore
a seething volcano of perpetual excrement
reading from the book of chaos
aberrations of enemies
a war room president
at war with his own citizens
huddled in a panic chamber
burns and cuts himself
with his own hot sharp words
as there thrown back at him
a bully getting bullied
a ripper getting ripped
the brains of a lizards eyelid
in a shadeless socket
pulp hearted orangutan
menace to society
his mottled soul
like a black sun
on the verge
of a black hole
a hell mill of decrepitude
a dark creep creeping
tarnishing our beautiful country
lights dim
America

there's a devil
in the white house
May 2017 · 2.1k
DARK HEAVEN
zebra May 2017
are you my lover
in a dark heaven
come to me my beloved
kneel at my feet
naked
as i penetrate your veil
that shrouds cryptic ravenous ardor
and ask of me
your hearts desire

dissolution you say
that i may be eternal
for loves sake
bowing at the knees
as you tremulously brush and sweep your fragrant  hair
over my thighs
and run your pink tongue across
my butter filled velvet sheath
our kisses will be born over and over again
a spinning ring of desire

are there not the debts of love
will you promise not to anguish to much
as one harm heaps upon another
you swear to give yourself fully
thrill to kisses crepuscular
aching to be bitten and bitten
and bitten through
your scent
blood perfume

everything about you excites me
long stretches in a stained white gown
wet summer fruit
and spilling seed
your body filled with waters mellifluent
and lush
yield unto me
you are a titillating voluptuous awe
Palisades
of wild torments
dancing on a floor
that melts scorched feet
from
hallucinations invisible shadows
of burning witches *******

sweet girl incandescent
brooding
ridge pole bending
throat swollen parched
crude hair pulling
Medusa vipers in the grip of a god fist
loving you
with a hard drubbing
your all squeals and caresses
stay with me through the long night
of tender kisses and worship
and then prepare for release to paradise
shall it be fast
spiraling
will you spread wide
and plead
for all and more

what does it matter
fluttering with wild abandon
in the temple of rituals dark
to see you writhe
inviting ruin
we are a party of hydras
writing in blood and thunder
in the book of wonders

our hungers endless
Gods and Devils
thrill to our theater
of mortal coils unraveled
in the thick torture tuileries
of Dark Heaven
May 2017 · 419
BALABOSTA
zebra May 2017
im breaking apart over you
dark girl flaming
blond bomb shell
toe head
red dread
black coal heart
with
lime green nails
and
cherry lips
fire breather *******
toy
that plays with me

im your top
spinning dizzy lolly pop ****
im on the floor
at your feet
you kicker
your a balabosta
that would feel so good
if it didn't hurt so bad

your foot
my crotch
high heels
and hop scotch
right in the labonza

better smoke some **** and recede
turn up the ****** music
to forget that
YOU
SAID
NO
May 2017 · 804
GOD SCHOOL
zebra May 2017
heres your chance to become a supreme being
a dot in a circle
the point of imminent transcendence
the glitter of endless seas
a secure position
and a good job if you can get it

first assignment

develop a sense of place
hollow yourself out
to situate your creation
mix the ethers up
within your infinity of self
like witches mix a cauldron
good work
GOD

HOLY HOLY HOLY

now with the spirituous mist
populate your creation
from the astral

i like to be called
YAHWEH

okay
GOD
lets not get stuck
you can easily afford
not to be so small minded
whats with caring what your called
you and your multiple
titular names

wow
lots a pretty beings
dreamboats i'd say
like a bunch of colored balloons
pro-creative
mmmmm
very good so far
i really appreciate that part

HOLY HOLY HOLY

next assignment

POWER OVER NATURE
figure out a way
to sustain and perpetuate your creatures

I AM WHO I AM
what ever you say
can we move on now?

whats with all the
disease
mental problems
fear
hostility
and famine?
be a  good
GOD
for gods sake
and amp up the happiness please
they are like bunch of sick cats down there

NOT A LEAF FALLS WITHOUT MY WILL

ooooo noooooo !!!!!
there not suppose to **** and eat each other
what the **** are you thinking

are you stupid

OH HOLY ONE
THE UNKNOWN and THE UNKNOWABLE

stop with the smog of hell
your creatures live in terror
living only to be destroyed

go sit in the corner
facing the wall
yes
the dunce cap too
your a bad

GOD

a *****
we will have to call your parents
for retribution*

HOLY HOLY HOLY
May 2017 · 519
Silky Silky Darling
zebra May 2017
i love to see you like that
sitting smiling up in bed
you **** my **** so sweet
are you ready to get dead

sweet kisses and goodbyes
shoot me honey said
a 22 in my mouth
a bullet in the head

your gorgeous my beloved
your hair will get so ******
why don't we brush it for a while
before your skull is putty

you say you want to help
cleaning is a bear
no worries honey bunny
its worth your ghastly stare

o silky silky darling
your my ***** ***** dream
dance goddess dance
are you gona scream

i love your *** like mad
your adorations glory
pull back your pretty head
your ****** will be gory

every hole i'll kiss
i love and need and lick
please baby please
you know i'm twisted sick

i'm full of aching kisses
lets have a wedding white
no time to be my misses
dispatched before midnight

but then my pain begins
i killed you for a thrill
your all i ever wanted
and now so very still

you may be dead my darling
i thought i could be strong
i'm weeping for your touch
but i know it wasn't wrong

i feel you with my soul
your kisses haunt my lips
i awake a weeping vision
my heart torn and rips

o silky silky darling
May 2017 · 295
Head Stone
zebra May 2017
standing at your head stone
baby did it hurt
i'm still crying over you
flowers in the dirt
zebra May 2017
serpent girl dancing    
on a red stone cobbled hill    
ritual of
Leviathan    
trident to the belly    
on stained alters bleached    
blood and sweat sacrifice    
candles burning    
from the bottoms up    
dipped in tears and pearls    
      
nothing she won't do    
swaying her hips    
rhythmically    
while toothless mouths sobbing    
gum her body    
a curse of deification    
      
necromancer    
*** pact    
gorgeous fornicator
walking under water
her heart like a diamond    
player of the infernal tarot    
creeps daughter down on all fours    
eating ***** with her butter *** up    
quantum jumping    
doing the planetary bunny hop    
on vacation in a fire red bikini  
and la dolce vita sunglasses    
shes a guest of the sage of pyramids    
catching solar rays    
reading    
from the book of doom    
and fake dogmas    
      
lips like obsidian fire    
that eat bad children    
especially ankle biters    
scryer of black warped mirrors ranting    
singing in the Vatican of the dead living    
worm girls kissing muscular arterial shafts    
and ***** in a twist    
while making vampire paintings    
in dark ritual adorations    
    
****  
of    
oodoo    
voodoo    
i    
do    
to    
you you    
plying your soul    
with dreams    
of    
Hollywood    
cinema    
and headless swiveling  
Bollywood    
jitterbug    
      
beating devils gory    
with harrowing archfiends    
and ****** heels    
for  
love money *** and combat    
      
gods above    
angels to the flanks    
north south east and west    
seventy-two demons below    
a crystal floor of vice gripped cherubim    
with steal shewed pentagrams    
holding dominion  
with golden ring    
enclosed in a synagogue of will    
she's my hot randy *****    
in leopard *******   
      
don't **** with her    
she eats souls
like taffy    
while posing    
as a kitten    
outside her window
zebra May 2017
she lived in a bathtub
with a rubber duck
fished out of the ocean
by seafaring men
trawling for sirens to love
and mackerel

a murmuring mermaid desolated
only able to speak neptunium

i would have you believe
that i took pity upon her
but in truth i fell in love with a fish
a beautiful fish girl

it was her scent that drew me to her
a vaporis substance
like bouillabaisse

i inhaled her breath
feet
***
****
mouth
saliva
i carried her back to the indigo sea
to swim with her

always wet
shriveled and shivering
glazed and fuddled
i drowned
seven leagues under

fish food
May 2017 · 942
INSCRIBED POEM
zebra May 2017
we inscribed poems on each others souls
in ink at first
but ink did not touch the magnitude of our love
so we wrote in the wettest kisses
and snaky tongues
undulating pink spells
but still we needed more

we wrote with the unguents from our *****
and while it was as lush as paradise
still, we craved

so we wrote in pain and blood
we suffered for each other
and at each other's hands
we drank each other's tears
consumed each other's emptiness
till arteries darkened
and our life force
ran through each other's veins
like vermilion claret
until we died each other's deaths
and felt the shadow of each other's ancestors
and then we fell in love again
transformed
true initiates of adoration
and everything each other
a rapturous yoga
fused like thrice folded metal
living silent incantations
ethric urns
burning
gold frankincense and myrrh
enshrined in the heavens
rapturous mouths
in a tangle of kisses arcadian.
May 2017 · 8.7k
MY GIRL DESTINY
zebra May 2017
all my life i held a dream
of a woman i would love

of course

she would be alluring
supple
a charming countenance
erudite, with an angelic face

her body
a muscular stretching willow
arching her legs over head
kissing her own
curving soft feet
a graceful contortionist
in confetti colored sparkle pantyhose
stretching towards me
silken hair draping a perfect symmetry
with spun sugar kisses
wafting the scent of vanilla
and candied vaporous breath
lips like cherry lozenges

but

one never knows ones destiny

i met her
my girl destiny
and except for a faint look of languor and ruin
with a tinge of withering
she was without doubt unbearably titillating
with razor-thin blackened lips
mascara slits for eyes
hair pulled straight back
jet black
jelled like hardened licorice
with satanic blood rivulets
and pitch fork tattooed ****

a vice of lechery
a malefaction of moral turpitude
her *** scarred from orgiastic beatings
her **** became
like a large wrinkly mouth
resembling the face of a bullfrog
from pleasuring  herself with
tableware cutlery

her soul
a broken creel
suffering bouts of anxiety
like a weeping moon
having  been institutionalized
in Mother Marys Hell House
from a ghastly bout of parricide

her father,
a hobbling gloomish troll
while the dark veins of mother
ran through her soul
leaving little choice
but to dispatch
the parents
abandoning their corpses in the kitchen
like strewn litter

turned out
just my
kinda
girl

d
e
s
t
i
n
y
May 2017 · 881
THE BISHOPS EYE
zebra May 2017
she was 3 feet 7 inches        
with enlarged aureoles        
that almost entirely        
covered her small *******        
and an *** so mondo        
that it needed a wheel barrel        
to hold it so she could walk upright      
        
her lips where plush for kissing        
with a look on her face        
that caught the Bishops eye        
and caused him to growl lecherously          
his stunted reddened member enlarged        
while she postured        
giddy        
pretending to hang herself        
over the toilet bowl        
        
this is how they spent most Saturday nights        
in the rectory        
their favorite little routine        
as Christ looked on        
his eyes shrouded in       
the darkest Dior sunglasses        
        
she pranced and gurgled        
went slack-jawed        
her tongue flapping        
turning vermilion        
drooping and feigning death spasms        
pretending to perish        
inspiring him to beatific *******        
as he sacrificed their babies        
to the oblivion        
of a toilet paper ***        
thus kneeling between her legs        
he became the humble recipient        
of adorations *******        
amen
May 2017 · 598
PARAPHILLIAS DREAM
zebra May 2017
i dream of her
flourish mouth spiral
eyes drawn down
yielding
naked lips cocktail
lost ******* waiting
bare ankles linger
for graces slave bracelet
and fire branded buttocks

her face a
punctilious smile
are you my fate she asked
i am a little inky mouse
and your a fat tabby
i belong in your jaws
will you throw me around
drop flip spin and play
buffet little me
with pointy needle teeth
and dainty pink meow tongue
can i entice with milky thighs
slow melodies and careening hips

pierce me
and thrill to my vaporous hiss
show me savage
plunder and swoon
night shade kisses please
and swallow
May 2017 · 587
POISON WOOD
zebra May 2017
eyes in the trees
slick brindled bark
like overgrown
muscled animals
every hamlet filled with life
delicate toads
war colors like origami kaleidoscopes
in clutching copulation
secreting their viscous eggs
onto moistened leaves and petals
vines strangling their neighbors
wrestling for sunlight
a million years of combat
ant warrior slaves
breaching a **** of
a herculean tree
harvested in descending labyrinths
for there insatiable queen
royal *****

the forest eats herself
and lives forever
all of nature
a choir of
vibrant doomed blossoms
******* life out of death
like rats in a bag of snakes
glory one moment
damnation the next
a rhythmic limp through hell
with a fly that devils him
May 2017 · 1.9k
BRIDE
zebra May 2017
her soul a bride
her life a corpse at the gate
a naked mouth red
to lie exposed
without shame
to be rendered unconscious
to be touched, incised, plundered,
and remade
coyly she displays
the weight of her emptiness
chest heaving
her torso acquiescent
aching for the forbidden
her legs parted
saturated like
rain storms bilious cloud
ripe melon brooding
spilling outwards
she would levitate
if only held down
by a merciless man
May 2017 · 586
WITCH
zebra May 2017
i met you
o lush queen
a witch with a spell
first an innocent glare
now
im not feeling so well

your a tree
growing out of my chest
the sap falls upwards
my eyes splitting like quartz
branches spring from my ears
my mouth moss and violets
May 2017 · 1.9k
NIGHT FALLS
zebra May 2017
night is falling down
earth a floating spire
in a whirling sea of diamonds

you look up
blue-eyed coquette
thick and dripping tears
nestled in my arms
all is never perfect in this world
an industry of clatter and mishap
but we hold fast
like spooled silk
smooth legs and feet drink my soul
your torso a clinging angel snake dance
your hands caressing my face

if you slapped me hard
i would cry it would feel so good
and another and another
my fire burns hotter
like torrid butterflies eating mouths
brushing your nape
lush lips kissing
let me feel your teeth

i need razors
you hiss
wild eyes incinerate
this barren horn of plenty

embracing
i inhale you
tropic of Scorpius
spark in the dark
your stings, ambrosia
the devil's fire
and the grace of heaven
you are the blood in my veins

i love you
May 2017 · 357
THE DONALD
zebra May 2017
enough about me
lets talk about you
what do you think
about me?
May 2017 · 7.9k
I BREATHE
zebra May 2017
i breathe
one breath at a time
each inhalation linked to the exhalation before it
yet every breath stands alone
there's something tenuous about it
this soft machine is on thin ice
devoured by time in innocent increments
like a moth nibbles away wool

my heart
little gorilla
wearing itself out
rubber glove with a hole in it
weird luck

my eyes are bright
solar blue ball lanterns

if you saw me
you would say
good bones
river of envy

yet all hinges
on a muscular rhythmic pulsating machine
like a determined jaw chewing
jumpy mouth

yet on the verge of betrayal
a glitch
karmic indecision  
in destinies wheel house
a red fist locus banging

ones immense sense of self
a vainglorious elaboration
built over a small pulsating muscle
innocuous

dumb blood flesh knot drumming
scarlet tribe
throne of my very soul
great sovereign
old man in a crib
splitting open of its own accord  
a sudden rip from life
to a dead sea eternity
the final frontier

starless night
Apr 2017 · 2.6k
GOLEM
zebra Apr 2017
a knuckled skull
with no where to go
made of mud and blood
took a needle to sew

made her
during a blood moon
her parts for pleasure
some one to spoon

did it in shadows
so angels couldn't see
fashioned detritus
scraped a dead tree

gave her toes
and a small chin
played a samba
and shaped her thin

after I wove her
from spiritous mist
she called me god
i did insist

i wanted her ****
incantations and ****
made to do the who-la
resurrection did come

in barbarous tongue
enshrined truth on her head
she animated
and got out of bed

who am I
she begged to see

my lover always
i said with glee

what is love
she did inquire

its feelings of warmth
that do inspire

where are they, where is it
is it in this room
i have nothing in me
where does it loom

i pulled down my pants
she looked up with shock
oh my god she cried
what a beautiful ****

she came at me
unbridled and mad
grabbed me and broke me
and called me dad

she starved for a stuffing
and ****** like a pig
huffing and puffing
my **** got so big

we lived together
till I dropped dead
she lives forever
still waiting in bed
In Jewish folklore, a golem is an animated anthropomorphic being that is magically created entirely from inanimate matter (specifically clay or mud).
Apr 2017 · 747
Vampires
zebra Apr 2017
she became sexually excited
by the thought of being eaten
like a piece of spit roasted chicken
slow cooked
fall off the bone
melt in your mouth
**** food

as she reflected back
she could not remember a time
when she did not harbor
this venomous ache
wanting wanting wanting
what she should not want

she obsessed
some times she dare cut herself
admiring the split tissue
first thin white peaks
the emergent sticky red plush
then the little red river Nile
just a taste
better not eat to much
teeheehee

one summer evening
sitting alone
in a crowded pub
sharing a table with a strange couple
not from around here.
definitely not
may be from outer space

girl became fixated on
their presence

their intensity pierced
like a needle through a banana

both of them lean & tall
almost architectural
like black rod iron gates en-castleations
hair combed straight back jet black
like licorice

the woman wore a tight small bun
immaculate
ornate rings with enshrined family crest
manicured like Malibu real estate
both dressed to ****

girl was drawn to them
they emitted a sense of terror
thrilling her, making her sweat
they looked good enough to eat her

she felt her **** dampen
as they all peered at each other
the man, the woman
siting before her
like Medusa's
with shape shift mouths
and eyes that kiss your soul
till it bleeds
making girl feel like lamb chops
with a side of pom fritz
perhaps a glass of merlot

the woman mused at her
with eyes like black Cole
touched her hand and said
so veautiful

girl found herself in a plain house dress
******-less, bare foot
her toes had been lovingly painted
black with with rich clear lacquer
with no memory of her arrival

woman saunters in
buoyant like a pink float
******* clad

her countenance
like white seamless marble
her eye socket darkened
like pouting dark rose ****
walked to girl
kiss her mouth
then again and again
each time longer deeper sweeter
like a swarm of licking bees
i am yellow daffodils girl thought

man enters like grand swinging doors
to a great cathedral
licks kisses girls mouth
so tender
he tasted of dark butter ***
a hint of worm perhaps
touching her *******
her ******* growing attentive
**** wet wet wet
like low hanging summer fruit

man says we are not human
we are

dragool
undead
loogaroo
dampir
soucoyant


may we please eat you my love
we like for food and the darkest ***
we treasure every morsel
your blood gives us strength
your viscera a prized dark stew
your death brings us optimism
your sacrifice sustains us
we eat you with tears of blood
because we love you
and your body is our holy sacrament
you are our Christ

girl says
you are my destiny
my beloveds
come show me your love
feast on me
take me slow with kisses, black mamba tongue and razor teeth
i do not run from you my darlings

girl disrobed
centered herself on the table
spreads her self wide
like a contortionist
knees held to her chest
toes pointed
feet arched

the man and the woman
on all 4s
hovered like hyenas
first with kisses
womans *** curved like a pearl
her ******* longish as if
stretched silk
with foreboding dark plum aureoles

the mans ****
arterial contoured like a tear drop
a creeping snake with dark appetites
a dispenser of paralytic toxin and MDA
a **** thats poisons and exults
some where between love and death

each of them beautiful
girl thought ooooooowwww

there where long periods of kissing at first
then wet tongues insinuating themselves
in dark rose ****
pink primrose *****
mouths feeding mouths feeding mouths
foot adorations and then teeth and little bites
and mumblings about the grace of Satan
and uncrossing themselves
and thunderous goetic rituals
for fear that god would take their girl away
their lovely food
there sweet bleeding lover
their robe of blood
and starve them
they wept tears of gratitude
as they licked and tore flesh

the pain of their bites excited girl
oh it hurt so
braking her soul
as they ate her sweetbreads

girl
pushed passed limits
pushed past limitlessness
despicable delirious delicious
her **** inflamed

girl thought in fractured clouds
and heaping *******
before fading in to dark water labyrinths


finally she thought
i am lamb chops
with aside of pom fritz
perhaps a glass of merlot

but most of all i am girl
feeding those i love

her very last words
come my darklings
finish me now
clean your plates
drink your wine
and remember

eat up
there are children starving in Africa
Apr 2017 · 11.5k
VAMPIRIC LOVE
zebra Apr 2017
"Claim me,"
she whispers in a plea
"claim my soul as I wilt"
Crimson lips parted,
head thrown back
in ecstatic ache
jugular bared
she needs to feel
that sharp -edged love,
skin and barriers broken
as she melts into
the underworld
of a new grace
a magenta cry into
the inky sky
sacred silence penetrated
as only gasps are heard
milky ******* decorated
with red liquid ribbon,
his nourishment,
her demise
******* pierced with
beads of her sunset life flow
as he ***** and bites...
and howling
into heaven's delicious gate,
she writhes
Her soul dissolving
into his night
and as his spirit
absorbs her vermilion soul
their power rises,
black as coal
…………….
your lips
stick black  
sanguine smile
tremulous murmurs
oh happy blood blossom of deaths surrender
sacrificial lamb
cats sparrow entranced
thighs on fire
sobbing from a thousand needled kisses
******* tearing blood
each wound a weeping mouth licking
milky white alter of cold stone
saturated alizarin rust
legs wide
feet and ******* trussed
in chains and drenched rags
for cruelties arrow
o crimson queen,
pomegranate half eaten
mouth smudge black
agape
snake tongue dancing
through cherry lips twisted
darkened eyes of fire and blood
a wash in devils incense
beloved veiled
in evils cradle
bind not the demons kiss
then face down my love upon the crypt of mist
black heavens gate
pupa
vampires bate
a blood moon shaking
a scourge you are now
goddess of pleasures wretched
in the Tuileries of the abyss
consort
your every piercing fang
duck tail ****
a boiling cauldron
desire
spills out

dark cupid witch
legs tied to throat
devil ***** twitch
******* in a mote
ive got the itch
feet scorched in rope
hot ******* *****
hells dark pope

vampiress *****
dark girl feeding
the sun is no more
loves the bleeding
****** horror
Apr 2017 · 521
THE WRITER
zebra Apr 2017
i carefully typed out    
your love,    
a cascading serenade    
  
it read    
your **** is candy lemonade    
  
i flinched upon reading    
what i had not written    
never could i type such scurrilous lines    
i shook my head,    
regrouped and very carefully typed out    
your flaxen hair like silk caresses my soul    
  
it read    
your wet **** lips plush drools in pools   
  
deeply perplexed    
i did not write such lasciviousness    
am i going mad,    
i thought    
this can't be happening    
what will i do    
what will my publisher say    
***    
the advance to pay the rent    
i told myself get a hard grip    
  
and very very carefully typed out    
your eyes are azure waves of loves adoration    
  
there, i said    
see all is well    
as i watched each letter print out    
so very conscientiously    
thank gawd i thought,    
perfect    
barley blinked    
and looked down upon my work    
  
only to read    
your mouth a tender trove    
my **** for tender licks    
for pleasures grace stretched wide    
imploring lickity splits    
perhaps I'm a victim    
of hot *******' kisses ****    
or just some lost demons    
spasms writing  
Freudian slips
Apr 2017 · 569
THE WEDDED
zebra Apr 2017
a black and white
photograph of her
posed demure and *******
smoking a thin panatela
in a silver and ivory baroque studded cigarette holder
she looking off elegantly aloof
with soft sienna eyes
tender feet brushing legs
under tables of flowing wine
at
Maxes Opera House Cafe
with miles of smiles
and pink fizz giggles
lips that talk in kisses
and a voice like fondled blooms

that was thirty years ago

dark edges of anger
like knives through walls and hearts
cold touch-less nights
caressed by shadows cast
the bodies alchemy, deranged
silences punctuate arguments,
make up ***, vanquished,
antediluvian
souls bleached in the kiln of war
rattled moons
brittle hides
abandons dance
we've both gone our own way
and running out of patience
yet at the core
an irreducible bond
fused
by history and memory
we cleave to whats left of life
and each other
last grasp in retrograde
remembering
soft sienna eyes
ORPHAN
SINGLES VILLE
WEDDED
.....
A SHORT  TRILOGY POEM
ABOUT RIGHTS OF PASSAGE
Apr 2017 · 462
SINGLES-VILLE
zebra Apr 2017
ive been to singles ville
arguing with myself
in the midst of emptiness
a dinghy in a storm
scattering me
while masquerading as stupid happy
i am a hurricane through a hollow
a penumbra of echoes
hot house of desire
needing a fast *** fix
all fools day
praying for the sin of skin
oh bilious cloud
solitudes toil
bodies dread winter
aching to be touched
maybe a cold slap against plush lips

where friends mean the world
and every slight
dries the heart brittle
gnashes teeth from a rattling jaw
on the verge of panic
a spire a desire
trawling ***** for loves balm
an empty horn
desolated
ORPHAN
SINGLES VILLE
WEDDED
.....
A SHORT TRILOGY POEM
ABOUT RIGHTS OF PASSAGE
Apr 2017 · 428
ORPHAN
zebra Apr 2017
of the teenage years
when parents become strangers
an emergence of a new self
orphaned by maturation
the old shelter of mommy and daddy
a dead wood forest
a leaky roof of annoyance
sharp elbows
in the hovel of mind
no more afterbirth dinners
we get our own food
pull off the wires of obedience
we are a new hat
eyes to the sky
no more being dragged through old valleys
step up and off the precipice of dependency
an upward sweep
to find shaky ground
in shadows labyrinth
holding roses
destination unknown
ORPHAN
SINGLES VILLE
WEDDED
.....
A SHORT  TRILOGY POEM
ABOUT RIGHTS OF PASSAGE
Apr 2017 · 6.3k
SIRENS OF MARA
zebra Apr 2017
kisses on your warm sweet mouth
tender lips caressed
exploring your ******* and raised ******* ..
belly and thighs enveloped
those eager dark delicious places that i covet so
your musk erogenous
the path to your hungry soul
eater of the poison apple
your eyes widen bright with delight
a strange synesthesia you say
your smile a hypnotic alter
you prone
back arched
belly willing
as i drag a curved blade slowly across your winsome flesh
worshiping you
breathing your warm breath into my mouth and nostrils
come now
you coo
i am sheildless

then little strangles that excite
to see how you do
will you love it
adorations twisted mind
she demon
a wizened dizzy Venus

please yes
her **** drenches the bed
a warm viscosity
legs widen
feet piqued
*****
exotic delicatessen

Heralded
i enter with long sweet butter strokes
the sabbath of desire
I swear
i wont let you suffer...
never !
why you say?
because i love you
lovely scythe you call
as if lulled to sleep
whispering dreadful incantations   .
i ache to close the curtain
to lifes scalding chatter
wrap me
in a raggy shawl
impale the throat
like ive alway dreamed
a last exhalation
flood gates pour forth
as deaths dark fold
dissolves all

i rock you drugged
absinthe and wormwood
a last ***** of candles flame
white gauze cinched
lips on a lost mouth
eyes a static pyre

i linger
wishing you still plush
an animated glow
so that i could feel your arms,
now milky white relics
only to take you all over again and again and again
dreamer of the abyss
yet you stand
aberrations, smoke ghost
sacrificially swaying your hips
calling from Hades
dancer of ritual copulation
i melt like wax in the sun
wither
and die myself
marriage Italian style
dead bells in love
blotted out by the Sirens of Mara
Mara ..Greek Damon of deception and distorted thinking
zebra Apr 2017
Thee invoke Thee
The Lord God
to forge union with the Lord of Light and Darkness
Holy art Thou  
The  
Lord of the Universe...
the underlying emanation  
animator of creation
formless, self effulgent
that i may fuse my Soul  
with the Eternal Born-less One

my third eye a deafening blaze  
transfixed on nuclear inner light
as my wife tries on a top at Macy's
i stand before a full length triptych mirror
entranced, scrying  

staring at my reflection  
an imminence white light figure
gossamer radiant expanse
emerges
and towers above my head
its feet planted  
in my skull  
my cranium its foot pillow
sight in its feet
my eyes its wires to the world
and the cold fields of ego
immobilized
disambiguous
thoughtless  
its instrument subsumed

the voice of higher self  
said unto me

Let yourself enter the Path of  Darkness  
and peradventure  
there shall you find the light
I am the only being in an Abyss of Darkness;  
From an Abyss of Darkness came i forth  
ere my birth  
from the silence of a Primal Sleep


And the voice of ages answered unto my Soul:
I am he who formulates in Darkness
the Light that Shineth,
yet the Darkness comprehndeth it not


as i heard my wife call out  
"oh honey i like this one"

i whispered to my self  
in breathlessness  

I invoke Thee,  
the Terrible and Invisible God
who dwelleth in the void place of the Spirit
and in barbarous tongues of fire  
i vibrated sonorous  
the arcane names of The Infinite
that only initiates mouth like mad men
en-flamed
and called unto Him
make all Spirits of the firmament  
and of the Ether  
upon the Earth and under the Earth  
on dry land and in Water,
and of Whirling Air  
and of Rushing Fire
and every Spell and Scourge of God  
obedient unto me


my wife appeared
newly adorned
in a summer blouse
the color of Spanish walnut  
asking hi honey  
what do you think?

o yeah i nod
i love your new blouse
oh my god ,  
on sale, you say
only $49. 95  
such a deal.
Chinese for lunch ?
Moo goo *** pan
oh yes please
my favorite
she smiled
some elements excerpted from
THE GOLDEN DAWN MATERIAL
zebra Apr 2017
i'm your o so wanna be lover
I'm afraid not what you would expect though
i admit to being a difficult pleasure
perhaps
a tad strange looking
squishy with long tentacles
half man half octopus
with a winking cycloptic eye

i entreat you
looks can be deceiving
how many pretty boys have you loved
crawling worms for a soul
that have left you a ruined creel
a jagged cry chattering tears of desolation

have you ever asked your self
who adores you
who would give all to protect love and cherish
i'm waving my eight arms at you
from the center of the universe
i eat black holes to kiss your ***
am i not a cosmic horror
with my big Cthulhu smile
quivering with tenderness

do you hunger for butter **** lollypop
i have two big **** heartbreakers
with teardrop curves
a feast for your ravenous holes of emptiness
and many armed tentacles to hold you tight
to slither all over your tender woven caves
to pull you into me
with suckers that thrill
during swirling inky *****

i will unravel your mind
your soul tilthed
if you can get passed
my
gray rubbery boneless head

i can push this shape-shifting balloon face
through your annul tubular contours
all the way up your beautiful ***
licking
salivating
tickling into your
tender bowel and throat
like a great dancing tongue
a stretched waving goodness
entering your mouth from the back side

can pretty pretty do that?

come slowly unto me my beloved
i am all chromatophores
endless glittering nightlights
incandescent
so we may wander our way through long dim nights ******
in the deep deep dark
with tentacle ***** galore
an infinity of entertainment
for every crevice and desire
and one winking cycloptic eye
that pierces your soul
Apr 2017 · 503
Love Letter and Poem
zebra Apr 2017
I could spend hours playing with you
adoring
rubbing my aching ****
against your pink jewel ******* lips
drooling tears
licking your silky musk ****
homage goddess pert kitty ****
drowning you in tender kisses
my sweet darling
putting off the ******
to be
close close close
and finally holding you down so very hard
so you cant move an inch

then you would know princess
when you looked into my loving eyes
i could not hold back any longer
looking deep into your soul
i would press you to the bed
like a hot iron
as we convulse heaving ******* into each other
loving loving loving
i would pour fire and milk deep into your sweet womb
kisses never ceasing
cradling your head
swearing endless love, protection and never ending spring
as i crack open your little ***** until it bleeds
and make you shudder with *******
begging me to split you in half.

do the **** death dance
i love you like cherry pie
take the blade or the lance
and shake your *** till you die
take a pretty pose while we insert the silver knife
maybe baby will cry
as your emptied of your life
strike a pose in dance
as if your going to fly
let me kiss your tears
oh baby you can try
i kiss your pretty feet
while you *** my love oh my
spread your pretty legs
i *** in you and cry
My poems remain explorations of the subconscious ******
If i where a film maker or a novelist  you  would see me telling a story, not judge me, although i admit to my paraphilias
These poems  are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of transgressive  impulses we all share
Read them if you dare...You might find that part of yourself that you don't want you to know about and then again  you may feel more complete some how if you do....I always loved that dark thing that sleeps with in me
Apr 2017 · 600
FILTH : a Love Poem
zebra Apr 2017
ill be good  
just like i should  
oh hurt my ****  
its your lolly pop  

well darling love slave  
you are in for a treat  
I will bite your *****
as you lick my feet
  

o beloved  
i lick your feet  
my ***** are yours  
you are so sweet  

my hot sweet boy toy  
your face my **** will rock  
then have you for a feast  
as I slow **** your ****
  

ill kiss you all over  
and drown in your ***  
ill *** in your mouth  
a creamy mass  

I'll swallow your ***  
all the last milky drops  
wiggle your tongue  
my cherry bomb pops
  

i lick and **** gooey *****  
all up  
my tongue up inside like a starved  
little pup  

now come and bleed  
you little hot *****  
i love when your scream  
ill tremble and twitch  

oh you'll get a river of blood  
when my woman time comes  
your mouth drowns in my flood  
coos moans and thrums * 

i love blood  
ll squeal and ill thrum  
as i lick and i ****  
an ill cu cu cu cummm  

fill up my womb  
as I convulse on your ****  
Let me feel yummy *****  
oozing fast and so thick*  

ill *** in you deep  
and **** your soul  
spread wide sweetheart  
and let it roll  
  
*my soul is wide open  
and so is my heart  
we expand in the light  
jewelled sparkles of dark
poets in love
Apr 2017 · 42.3k
Echoes of Oblivion
zebra Apr 2017
i always imagine you so very graceful
through the masochists ordeal
a god form of supplication

seeing your face
in love
fascinated by shimmering kisses
that hurt, yet please
wet lips and sharp teeth  
glamors that excite

cold blade licks dragged across
tender bellies
naval
buttocks
and flexed toes
stinging
then radiating outwards

wounds become lilies
mouth *******
tremulous weeping kisses
ecstatic cruelties
blood glitter sacrifice

your supplication
love pangs

i'm shaking apart over you
your countenance
a cascading dream
moved to tears of adoration
your  limitless
yielding
like surrenders caress
an infinite communion
with fragile limbs
silky wrapped spools
innerness of desire veiled in a shroud
a faltering star that glistens crimson
nymph of purgation
ash volcanic
cells en-flamed with tongues that bite
subsumed in scented vapors
a confection of **** and ***
waves embrace ineffable shores
passed the discontinuity of life  

I have the most immense feeling of love for you
am i not
the saint death  
quietly following you
through life's labyrinth
innocuous  
waiting humbly in the wings

i am all ache for you
a vice of kisses
a brief encounter
that eats your sight and senses
ushering you to immortal freedom
a swooning garland of fire that enlivens
the body electric
a mist of molecules

your tears intoxicate
i am new life with in you
budding embryo
that consumes its mother for nourishment
and saturates like dew drops  
as it echoes through oblivion
My poems remain explorations of the subconscious ******
If i where a film maker or a novelist  you  would see me telling a story, and yes  i admit to my paraphilias.
These poems  are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of transgressive  impulses we all share
Read them if you dare...You might find that part of yourself that you don't want you to know about and then again  you may feel more complete some how if you do....I always loved that dark thing that sleeps with in me
Mar 2017 · 1.3k
MIDNIGHT ON FIRE
zebra Mar 2017
she viewed the sword blade
coming out of the floor      
and whispered      
i need this            
pulling her ******* down      
    
watch me drill my self to death
for you my beloved      
her ***** swollen      
drooling      
******* and eyes radiant      
as she sauntered to the upright blade      
carefully placing her **** over it      
looking at me sweetly      
saying      
i should do my ***      
don't you think      
smiling      
yes please do it slow my love      
i want to savor you my darling      
          
at first she stood over it      
on flexed tippy toes      
careful to position herself just so      
running her soft fingers over the blade      
willfully cutting them      
and slowly bringing her slender slit hand      
to her lips          
with pink tongue licks    
like blood diamonds      
in cherry red saliva      
swallowing          
and then smiling      
standing over the tip of the blade      
          
she said      
holding my self up is such a bother      
im sure if i let go      
gravity will help      
this blade  
slide right through      
tender little me      
ooooooooow      
          
i asked      
do you want drugs for pain      
no she  protested      
i need to feel  
every stitch      
every tearing inch          
    
she lifted her arms      
like a ballerina      
forming a rainbow arch      
looked straight ahead      
unflinching      
and descended slowly upon the blade      
our eyes transfixed upon each other      
her face resolute      
perspiring      
giving way to a hideous twist        
she a contorted kabuki      
a raging storm    
languishing    
in hooked embrace    
of Eros and Thanatos    
a charmed grotesque        
          
trussed in a gauze wrap      
****      
**** the little *****      
she called to hell      
blood and a little excrement      
slid down her milky thighs      
a helpless resignation          
          
am i pretty yet      
she quivered      
as she released her stance        
and let gravity      
do its ghastly work      
    
shall i finish this she asked      
for dark thrills embrace          
yes do it i called out          
tears falling like sapphire mist    
undo yourself with grace    
          
she extended her arm towards me        
with her sweet blood drenched hands      
and then in slow motion      
she fell through the blade      
up her center      
like she was      
buttery gruyere      
blood gushed      
face ivory white      
twisted      
the floor washed    
in pomegranate and rust      
puddling at her feet      
          
she whispered      
im dead soon      
let me have      
jelly ****      
i slipped in her mouth        
she looked up tenderly
aglow like      
midnight on fire          
          
i grabbed her drooping  head,
forcing her downwards      
impaling tremulous mouth and throat      
her eyes fluttered      
and blinked      
as she drank me      
    
and then a long stare      
eyes wide    
a grateful gaping horror  
before leaning into the blood stained floor      
a slumping spire  
dissolute        
thumping like an echo      
          
im hypnotized      
as she looks on blink-less  
a mesmerizing shell        
as if to say        
ohhh my darling      
am i not your sweet clamoring      
***** of death          
still loving you  
in my reckless way      
use me my love            
devour me          
          
she dissolved      
like white sugar    
in the heat of summer balm      
uttering          
her last words      
as if pure spirit      
        
there are those who dare      
to give themselves permission    
to entwine      
desire and death    
an eroticism rooted      
in the irreducible discontinuity of life..      
          
i consumed her entrails      
i licked the blood and excrement from her tender feet      
i ate her tongue and eyes      
i pulled her off the sword      
dragged her leaking corpse    
over my naked  body      
like a blanket          
to drown my self      
in her death      
caressing her till darkness came over me      
          
let them find us i whispered      
in her sloping      
hollow mouth      
our bodies fused in each others      
her corpse melted over mine      
like blood butter      
          
dread on dread      
o so dead      
princess perfect and i in bed
My poems remain explorations of the subconscious ******
If i where a film maker or a novelist  you  would see me telling a story, although i admit to my paraphilias
These poems  are lunar anamorphic streams of consciousness from the deep chaotic subterranean glitz of transgressive  impulses we all share
Read them if you dare...You might find that part of yourself that you don't want you to know about and then again  you may feel more complete some how if you do....I always loved that dark thing that sleeps with in me
#death  #***  #adult  #explicit  © zebra    love poems • death poems • sadomasochism poems • ****** poems • explicit poems
Mar 2017 · 1.2k
***IN-BETWEEN WORLD
zebra Mar 2017
there are some folks living in my bathroom
from the in-between world
like a trailer park
for toilet home bodies

it is where some
of the the dead living habitate
gnomish broods who feed
on the mist of mold
and fecundating aberrations
of **** and excrement

where the difference
between objects and souls
blur
sinks and toilets
flapping opinionated vortexes
of gloom brooding
walls wave and warp
like angry water
and howling wind

they are living creatures
animated bodies electric
crying mouths
without breath
fierce undulations
animated denizens scowling
rattling like bricka bracka
used shaking chairs
always steaming
hysterical
daring you to fight them

sometimes between sleep and wake
i enter their dimension
unable to break free of my sleeping self
held down
paralytic
like a narcoleptic slug
inching its way
through a puddle of warm oatmeal

last night i found myself
in the in-between world
to discover some desperate hollow woman
barricading the bathroom

i pushed hard against the door
and heard her sonorous groan
as she collapsed
into thin air

i think i love her
Mar 2017 · 585
AUDREY
zebra Mar 2017
i was five
she stood before me for the first time
looking down
like a great bird with ****
and a face that said
made to kiss
a mouth that said
warm lips
enter here
lick
pour your heart into me
and aquatic sharp eyes
pulled me into her soul
where i happily lost myself

i was smitten
rapturous in love

thrills
spilled through my small body
and ravaged me
cherry pepper hot
an electrical storm
of
thunder shock lust
and
quiet despair

lust for want
and despair for
what must be denied
i knew even then
i would never crawl, over, through, or into
Audrey

looking up into her blue eyes
inhaling her countenance
i inquired
whats under your dress

meeeeeeeeee
she replied smiling

we where in love

my face piqued
with heat and blood
my heart trembled
my legs weakened
my feet got hot
my little *****
fluttered

i thought dance
do the **** ****
i want to kiss your feet
i will toss my self
under your dress
mouth first
to taste you
your love slave

my father married her
i could hear them laugh and **** at night
i would imagine it was me
**** in hand

somewhere their marriage turned
left
an inferno of bickering
and snarls
dad
the critic
and mom
the back stabber
a war that lasted decades

my love and admiration
for my father
the hero
turned despot
withering to hate

mom finally
died
from a life she didn't want anymore
but before she did she looked into my eyes
calling to me
from deep to deep
lover,lover, lover

i dreamt of her last night as i often do
we made love  
she covered me with her body
and i wept and kissed her
thinking she was mine
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