Nitrous oxide gliding down Pauly Shore's throat
More desirable than eatin' ice cream cake
While discussing post-modern psychology
With a wombat wearing nail polish
In the distance lurks a mestizo, tweezers in hand

Reeking of Mexican pizza and astroglide,
He walzted through hurricanes on wings of crepe paper
Indescisions
Littered with stolen embraces
Crotchless panties and wadded bills
'Cause babe, you know I love that ghetto booty...'

And you mock the grasshopper
Sitting loftily atop his gyroscope of freedom
With a never-}{ending}{ gaze
Upon this field laced with post-it notes

Winding down the red bricked road to hell

Fingertips
Spindlepricked
Spellbound

Weaving misty music
Pulsing through the twilight netherworlds
We are no more then dreamers
Masters of the fragment
Curious and impatient
Children ever eager to grease the wheels of their own intentions

And these cotton balls
The ones
In your pants
Have never been stretched
As far as when she gets ahold of them

You never see it coming

One minute it's all...'yay! BEER!...' 
The next it's
'Oh my fucking god, she shoved a fucking speculum in my pisshole!'
And you were flopping around on her basement floor like a mudskipper...
Just before she stomped your fucking face in
With those
Harlot red high heels

[You always loved those fuckers...]

Yet this is all held together
By grommets and thread
The thrill of being on the edge
Looming over the great abyss

It feels like this candle's hot wax
On this fetish-plagued face


Hit me with your best shot.



                                                            [...I dare you...]







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List provided by: Amaryllis, demea, kinkifrog, and Ainsof


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