As Her Skin Weeps

In the screaming blackest reaches

The stertorous watches of cyclopean night

Atramental immanence

Till daybreak slashes with pernicious light

Exsanguine

Obscene

In tremulous trepidation

In anticipation of the lancet's caress

In ever-desreasing consciousness

For gratification of the cruelest request

Fellate me

As her skin weeps

And though the bloom may wither, the petals gleam

Leaking all scarlet ecstasy, glistening, free

What use is pleasure if not born from tortured cruelty

Bleed out your very life for the totality of my depravity