Corrupt Masturbation

Controlled by the subtlety of this flight
If the soft ivory condenses your sight
To see the boastful deafening
To hear the light crash as no one hears a sound 

As the silence forces you to go down

Into the sea of masturbation
The river of self-mutilation
Building this Afro-inspired contingency 

This contingency that fades my fingertips 

Fragile to the entrance
Entrances of bent temptation
Temptation that has no value or relation

Elevating pigment of this trust
Trusting the explosive value of both of us 

Centered at the core of our fiction
Fiction that teases this addiction

Can’t say why the tire was full
Can’t say why this disease sounds dull 

The flesh still ripens between my teeth 

The cynic in me still denies my mistake 

Even though we’ve been erased
For everyone’s sake

Inhaling this murmur that taints my vessels 

Vessels of this controlled temptation
Your blood’s clotting my truth
Truth of this undeniable exaggeration 

Truth of this tainted, religious masturbation 

Reviews

[KCthelastboyscout]

Interesting title.very intriguing point of view.you have a gift with words that enlightens the readers imagination. Well done

[Nadia Zahran]

Thank you for reading :-)