before lunch

"you mustn't kill time boys you must cherish it!...can i have some money to go get loaded?" random bum on The Simpsons

i once wore this really sexy red dress

for a man who thought he could use me.

yeah, that's right

so what if i dressed up in women's clothing

a couple of times?

as the wise man once said,

"you haven't truly lived

until you've sucked dick for blow."

i have sucked the marrow

from the decaying skeleton of life

and molested his mother for good measure.

i am all things to all people

i envy no one, i envy you

for having me to envy.

all hail me for i am life!

to rape the savages

of foreign lands,

may you all know such pleasure

of ripping a mother from child

and satisfying your own hungry gullet

with her precious milk.

we are all monsters of design,

hungry, lecherous beasts

ready to garble human flesh

from the bones of a hot spit.

for the love of all that is holy,

please stop me before i am free.

take the silve knife from my hands

and stab your own throat

mixing your laughter

with moutfuls of blood.

my muse is the lover

of sadness and guilt.

locked away, i keep her

in my ebony tower of hate.

when the time to write approaches,

i rape her endlessly

before tossing her aside once more

with only her tears for warmth.

i take my place

before the electronic alter

as my forehead bleeds,

my ribs crack

and i breathe only handfuls of air

as my lungs shrivle up inside me.

before the light goes out

i can see a quiet ghost

coming over to tell me

soon i'll wear his magic chains

and parade with him

on mountain tops

overlooking the forgiving sea.

the passage of life

to the highpoint of death.

there my friend will wait with me

until the wolves rise from the oceans

and devour the world in their jowels.

my last action

will be to flick my thumb,

lighting one last cigarette

as the world burns.