poetry

Hedonistic

brokenglass

Pesky suffering,

Lurking in pleasure’s shadows cast;

Excessive stimulation, claws grasping silk.

Yet also,

Complete deprivation, an abandoned well.

 

May venom wet my veins, through oxytocin puncture wounds

    A serotonin seranade, with hedonistic interlude.

So sexual, these bloodshot eyes embrace this mirror’s jagged lips

and so,

embrace the nightly ritual.

 

Seance & subtlety.

Lubricated drudgery.

Drearily, wearily,

concluding to PURITY….

 

 

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