Suck me, fuck me

Give me all you've got

His New World order more than 

Bordering on arrogance, I glance into his

Blue-eyed, square-jawed maw

And wonder if he knows

What's coming

*

I've suffered cheating, beating

Prying, spying, lying

In the name of liberty

Abuse beyond belief

I saved it all, each word, each act

Each opposite exactly as he never dreamed

What's coming

*

Who made you the boss?

I laugh then bite his viper's tongue

Consume the poison, boil, distil

And hone and fill the deadly dart

While rising, falling, rising

Stalling, keep him waiting for the war

That's coming

*

Like a box knife words slice

Into Pilate's soapy hands

He scrubs in public, yet they're never clean

The stains, the grains of self-deceit

Yet mar these bloody bleachy sheets

We fuck between and in a dream he screams

I'm cumming

*

On the brink I leap, I fly back, Hi Jack! 

Glistening, his fleshy monolith

Bewildered, shudders, crumbles, tumbles

Certainty dissolves in paper chases

Facing homely shame, humiliation

Stiff lips quiver, blue eyes cry in confused innocence

Who's coming?

*

Oily lover parts my virgin ass

And fucks it in his face

His place, his heart, his soul

My goal was ever thus

To strike him here in retribution 

For his cheating, beating, prying spying, lying ways

Oh, god 

I'm coming

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