the red light of sin illuminated her ankles
she, a thousand frisky demons
comfort me
as i yield blood eyes
for switch blade kisses
that push through retinas glass aperture
dark girl with a penchant for hideous pleasures
sex crimes like blatting pistons
her mothers womb twisted with regret
as i live in her hell bender stare
fingering talons that pierce bloody
like diaphanous ribbons
her tits floating angels
and feet sweeten my face
in subduing rituals
of hard knocks
getting her mood up
for blowing cock loops
my nose; her cunt soaked door knob
her rectum; a squeeze hustle
innocent fig strained
mix meistering patterns
of extruded clay;
a pomade of raised bumpy torpedo's
fingers to balls
balls to fingers
i run to her
like bones of air
and she teaches me
in the blood of pandemonium
to make ice in hell
