Sin City

Lovers without love,
crawling about,
staying near the shadows
of denial.

Running from sight,
from obligation,
from admission,
of their presence.

Looking for sustenance,
feeding on the leftovers,
crumbs of souls,
no longer of interest.

The Hook Up

Is this what it felt like being penetrated,
enduring until my lust was sated,
receiving definitely overrated,
better to give than to receive.

Stranger gone and now self is hated,
If lust was gone I could have waited,
Thoughts of lover's love now abated,
Satisfied now when they leave.

When the hunt begins the loins elated,
Craving mind until body mated,
Surely this isn't what love's fate is,
If only you were to believe.

I Hurt Myself Today

Torn at like a piece of meat,
snarling mouths, hands, and teeth,
I am not a man, but a side of beef,
take it now, come have a piece.

I don't care, no morals guide me,
no thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

Empty now, just a hole,
a piece of meat, without a soul,
rounded ass and rigid pole,
orgasm is my only goal.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
I don't care, no morals guide me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

Filthy whore, nasty pig,
I feign disdain to your dig,
your dirty talk make me hot,
sexual repartee is all I've got.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I don't care, no morals guide me,
I give it up, with reckless glee.

In search of the time before,
when love stood where now is the whore,
when that was I'm no longer sure,
I've closed those thoughts to endure.

No thought beyond, having you inside me,
no regrets, free ride, no fee,
I give it up, with reckless glee,
I don't care, no morals guide me.