[VERSE] My dirty lover likes it both ways In front of me And behind my back Her thoughts are rabid, Rapid lust. Wanton discipline. There be no flowers here Nor celestial, vestigial, quiescent queen. Hold back your praise for princesses; Off your knees, kind sir. Or if you should remain Kindly gouge a temptuous knee with mad dental fury. What right has she to taunt to tease, to wrestle, pin our love. By birth, she is human; By choice an animal of sin. Enough cruel deceit, my passion surrogate. Are you flesh, or of a simpler cast? What relevance have you to me now, Now that you have tasted my soul, Littering my body with the remains, As you search for a sweeter feast. I assure, to no avail, all souls taste bitter It is for the best of us to consume, To consume all, rancid as maybe, the souls of one another. We grow, the souls combine, I grow, you wilt. My dirty lover likes it both ways, without a soul And below my feet.
