Burrows

Solid. Possessed. Everything clear.

Now no longer.

You come, flooding back. Through my pores. Fill me.You fucking bastard.

I need to get out. This room. Whirring round like that time.

Bomb.

I want to hit him. I want to shove my rusted scissors down his tonsil's gore blood.

Empty bathroom. Tick tock. Head hunched. Suck it up like black sunlit smog. Asphyxiate.

Fumes tick. Tock take it. Trash you. Slut. Breath in black. Let it circle.

John fucked Jim behind the bush in the drizzle and left him covered in cum. Twiddle de dee Twiddle de dum. Wrecked hole. Drip drip pierced. Wrecked 'um.

A dark room, legs. Tied up with rope. He's taken so many cocks that he can't feel any.

More drip drip. Seeping down leg. Pus filled sores, poor.

The lights come on, disfigured. Gnomes dressed in white coats roar with laughter. Air hangs.

Suspended drip drip.

Turn off that fucking. Tap tighter and tighter, still. Seeps through pouring. Out of the light, smashing. Down the table through. The kitchen shards fly.

Eyeball socket pinned against wall. Eye goo drips down revolting face . Yells like a newborn. A leprous lesbian fucks him mercilessly with a strap -on.  Fingers hang.

Shouldn't throw. Stones shouldn't forget. Forget what? Forget this fucking all. Consuming nothing.

Teachin's of peache's Rasta. Radio set bursts in. To flames blue. Sky turns purple.

He was just stoned. The three little birds had their necks broken.

Living in dream. A way it will all get better. Keep on kid.

The clearness lifts. He remembers who he is bright. Clothes hide nothing. It's all fucked. This coffee shop is fucked.

I want to drill a screwdriver deep into their heads. Slowly and painfully slide it in like. Enormous. Cock. Get high on the scream.

Your fucking coat is creased, get it sorted.

Crack heads crawl out of piss. Filled alleyways covered in cum and shit and bile. They're rancid. Skin reeks of rot. They start fucking it in deep. Take the disease. Feel it dancing underneath your skin like a ballerina.

Want to ride a bike straight into a stagnant canal. They could drag my body out after and it wouldn't be there. Discoloured haze.

Confusion hath fucked his master. Peace.